tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-140446802014-10-02T23:51:56.634-07:00Swakt lbcRA mix tape of the happenings and thoughts of Lacey.Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-62562921762019208362011-07-05T18:13:00.000-07:002011-07-05T20:00:10.729-07:00Voldemort can't stop the rock<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcL2lXYDuu0/ThO9ptLMFPI/AAAAAAAAASo/RSqGiU_DbGA/s1600/P1000642.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcL2lXYDuu0/ThO9ptLMFPI/AAAAAAAAASo/RSqGiU_DbGA/s400/P1000642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626048883714692338" /></a>On their albums, Harry and the Potters make some of the worst music imaginable. They're the leaders of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wizard_rock">Wizard Rock</a> genre (It's real--Wikipedia even says so), and that's pretty much all they're good for--miserably catchy songs about Harry Potter--not that that's not enough. <br /><br />Their sound quality makes you think they record their music on an Apple computer in their garage. Now that I've seen that they actually <span style="font-style:italic;">can</span> play music live, I think that actually is how they record their music. <br /><br />They were surprisingly good live, both musically and performance-wise. Then again, how could a free rock concert in the lobby of the downtown public library <span style="font-style:italic;">not</span> be awesome?<br /><br />When we got there 30 minutes early, it looked like we'd be just a few crazy fans watching the disturbance of silence in the library. Within just a few minutes, though, the place was full of a few fanatics, but mostly families enjoying a free Sunday afternoon activity. It was reassuring that there were so many families there so that it wasn't just a bunch of crazy people (not that I don't fit into that category). <br /><br />That's exactly what the concert ended up being, too, a nice family activity for a Sunday afternoon. Between wizardry songs, they bantered with silly, all-ages-appropriate jokes like:<br /><br />Where do puppies go to school? (Dogwarts)<br />Where do those cardboard circles from the 90s go to school? (Pogwarts)<br />Where do tadpoles go to school? (Pollywogwarts)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LfVCrXeI6qU/ThO6qts8jYI/AAAAAAAAASg/apXw7fAjjik/s1600/P1000647.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-float:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LfVCrXeI6qU/ThO6qts8jYI/AAAAAAAAASg/apXw7fAjjik/s320/P1000647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626045602501266818" /></a><br />"Hagrid is fun to hug, Hagrid is full of love, Just don't get stuck in Hagrid's beard!" (Photo taken during the "full of love" hand motion.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRh6LHZAYnE/ThO5su7EuKI/AAAAAAAAASY/4hlclV8tguA/s1600/P1000649_cropped.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRh6LHZAYnE/ThO5su7EuKI/AAAAAAAAASY/4hlclV8tguA/s320/P1000649_cropped.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626044537677068450" /></a><br />We're about to go so deep below Hogwarts that we're even below the dungeons! It's so deep we need a special code in the plumbing to enter! Are you ready? Do you know the code? Everyone say it out loud! "SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" "We've got to save Ginny Weasley from the Basilisk!"<br /><br />I'm not sure how long this duo of brothers can keep up their annual tour across the country, stopping only to play free library shows, but as long as they do, I'll be there.<blockquote><br /><br />"A three-headed dog, a three-headed dog, oh my God, a three headed dog!</blockquote><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/d9aNTslrlw8" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com1http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2011/07/voldemort-cant-stop-rock.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-21572292965067205922011-02-19T09:40:00.000-08:002011-02-24T20:44:14.467-08:00Josh Ritter concert: I never knew folk music could be so fun<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hYuEqzvCb4/TWAC_wFty5I/AAAAAAAAAQY/C84cEyxpCMQ/s1600/P1000189.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hYuEqzvCb4/TWAC_wFty5I/AAAAAAAAAQY/C84cEyxpCMQ/s320/P1000189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575459632948562834" /></a>When you see someone truly enjoy what they're doing, you'll often enjoy it too. When you see a performer having fun while they're putting on a show, you'll appreciate it all the more.<br /><br />When we were walking around Lawrence before the Josh Ritter concert last Friday, an older man was sitting on the corner making a rhythm using just drumsticks and a 5-gallon bucket. The rhythm was the most basic possible, usually just a 4-4 beat on the counts, but he had propped against his drum a sign saying "Support the Arts." The first time we walked by him, I internally questioned whether this simple rhythm on a made-up instrument counted as the arts, but the joy this man was emitting won me over and made me want to support "the arts." (I never did, but I wish I would have thrown in a buck for this guy trying to make a living doing something he obviously enjoyed.)<br /><br />This street performer reminded me of Josh Ritter. Sure, Josh played fancy guitars and keyboards instead of buckets, and he used much more intricate beats. But they had perhaps the most important thing in common: They really enjoyed playing music for people.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJS3wglvNa8/TWAGdO7zf0I/AAAAAAAAARA/g3I-Ydn3pXE/s1600/P1000191.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJS3wglvNa8/TWAGdO7zf0I/AAAAAAAAARA/g3I-Ydn3pXE/s320/P1000191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575463437979582274" /></a>I've seen a lot of performers who obviously enjoy what they do, but never have I seen someone walk on stage beaming as much as Josh was last Friday at the Liberty Hall in Lawrence. His smile was absolutely contagious, for both his bandmates and the audience.<br /><br />He was stoked to play at the Liberty Hall, which he said was a major upgrade in size from the Bottleneck Club, where he usually played when he stopped in Jayhawk-ville. Maybe that's why he was so happy. But I don't think so. I think he just has a great time everywhere he plays.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUgOYk9uyfA/TWAFVFR0DPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ph4w5MrvmfY/s1600/P1000181.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jUgOYk9uyfA/TWAFVFR0DPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ph4w5MrvmfY/s320/P1000181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575462198436957426" /></a>I must say I was surprised to see this level of performance from him. Josh Ritter is one of the best living songwriters, and my vote for the next generation of Bob Dylan. <a href="http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-concerts-of-2010.html">Dylan is notoriously terrible live</a>, and I totally excuse him for that. When you're an amazing songwriter, we can't expect you to be a great live performer too (Conor Oberst suffers from this syndrome too. <a href="http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/11/evening-with-monsters-of-folk-omaha-10.html">While he's put on some great shows</a>, <a href="http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-conor-turns-my-way.html">he's hit or miss</a>). Josh Ritter can do both though, and I find that highly impressive. <br /><br />What impresses me most about Josh though, is that he probably doesn't give a crap that I'm impressed with him. He makes music because he wants to, and that's it. And I have a feeling that as long as he keeps that philosophy, he's going to keep turning out great records and playing fantastic shows.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYF2qcTCF5o/TWADR15iQ2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/op6kUR9xZ9A/s1600/P1000163.JPG"><img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nYF2qcTCF5o/TWADR15iQ2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/op6kUR9xZ9A/s320/P1000163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575459943745733474" /></a><br /><br />Plus he gets bonus points because he's from Idaho. How many people come out of Idaho and become artistic icons? Probably not too many.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4ivn4MzCwQ/TWABNZvJ--I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V44WjPzazu4/s1600/P1000154.JPG"><img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4ivn4MzCwQ/TWABNZvJ--I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V44WjPzazu4/s320/P1000154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575457668443274210" /></a><br />This was the opener, Scott Hutchison from Frightened Rabbit. He was also excellent.<br /><br />If you're not completely convinced what a great songwriter Josh Ritter is, check out what a great prose writer he is at his blog: <a href="http://www.bookofjubilations.com/">http://www.bookofjubilations.com/</a>. Looks like if he were neither a songwriter nor a performer, he could still be a writer.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/heg-dYPRSA0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2011/02/josh-ritter-concert-i-never-knew-folk.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-64279786879805038922011-02-09T19:08:00.000-08:002011-02-12T11:10:54.482-08:00The Decemberists: Keeping Weirdness Cool<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJOUGGKsV2c/TVNXtHLpyDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xrASCtzMP8E/s1600/P1000118.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJOUGGKsV2c/TVNXtHLpyDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xrASCtzMP8E/s320/P1000118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571893596521089074" /></a>Even with their new, fairly mainstream, alt-rock-country album out, the Decemberists are still weird. The theatricality is still there, even when playing only pieces of the rock opera from their last album, <em>The Hazards of Love</em>. The eccentricity is still there, despite singing mostly autobiographical songs instead of from the perspective of eastern European prostitutes. And frontman Colin Meloy still uses mostly four and five-syllable words when communicating with the audience. But throughout throughout it all, they still can put on a great rock show. <br /><br />On tour for their latest album, <em>The King Is Dead</em>, the Decemberists stopped at the Uptown Theater in Kansas City with a mix of old and new songs. This was my third time seeing them live, and the first time outside of their hometown Portland. There's nothing like seeing them in their own stomping ground, with view of their kids playing ring-around-the-rosie on the side of the stage during the opening act, but they didn't disappoint. <br /><br />Actually, instead they brought a bit of their home with them, with the album cover (silhouetted douglas fir trees) in the background. And Portland mayor Sam Adams even introduced the band--or at least someone who claimed to be him on recording. I'm confident that I was the only person in the theater who understood the significance of this controversial first-openly-gay-mayor-of-Portland who denied having an affair with a 16-year-old intern in order to get elected.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6UVtkouYOU/TVNXedhWOSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/D1zD8wuq8Gs/s1600/P1000124.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6UVtkouYOU/TVNXedhWOSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/D1zD8wuq8Gs/s320/P1000124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571893344819624226" /></a>After having two excellent guest artists (Shara Worden of My Brightest Diamond and Becky Stark of Lavendar Diamond) playing on the album and tour of <em>The Hazards of Love</em>, I wasn't sure how they would replace their parts live. I was hoping that Shara Worden would be on tour with them as she stole the show with her crooning voice on the last tour, but I was happily surprised to see that they had found another fantastic guest--Sara Watkins of Nickel Creek. Her fiddling added a great element to the new folksy songs, and she did a wonderful job singing the lead in "Won't Want for Love."<br /><br />Even though I thought the Decemberists were being more normal than usual, they proved me wrong near the end of the night when Colin Meloy did his tradition of taking over the drumming so that John Moen could sing lead and clown around up front. They were singing "Chimbley Sweep," and they went into a very long bridge that included medleys to completely different songs. John Moen took it away from the "Chimbley Swee" and launched into a jazz song in honor of Kansas City jazz, then he requested that the microphone be passed to guitarist Chris Funk to have a turn. <br /><br />Now let me explain that the first time I saw the Decemberists (in 2006?), Chris Funk played an astounding guitar, pedal steel, and hurdy gurdy. But he showed next to zero emotion. As one of the best current guitarists, Chris is constantly playing session work for all kinds of other bands and does a great job on the Decemberists' music, but he always seemed so stoic and honestly looked like a serial killer. On the <em>The Hazards of Love</em> tour, he showed more personality than I'd ever seen, but it would be hard to play those killer guitar riffs without it.<br /><br />This time around, he seemed completely different than my first time seeing the band, when he grabbed the mic off its stand and started into the 80s one-hit-wonder song beginning with "Josie's on a vacation far away.." (you know it). He looked like he was having a ball, so of course the audience did too. Then, my favorite part, at the end of that song, they returned to "The Chimbley Sweep." You couldn't have chosen a more contrasting medley. <br /><br />This concert was the most fun I've had on a Monday night in a long time. Supposedly Colin Meloy is about ready to publish his first novel (should be good--this guy is way too smart for his own good and graduated with a bachelor's--or maybe masters?--in creative writing), part of a trilogy, so the band may take a backseat in the next few years. Let's hope that it doesn't cause them to take too much of a break though.<br /><br />Here's what they played (taken from their Facebook page):<br /><br />The Infanta<br />Down by the Water<br />Calamity Song<br />...Rise to Me<br />Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect<br />We Both Go Down Together<br />Won't Want for Love (Margaret In The Taiga)<br />The Rake's Song<br />Don't Carry It All<br />January Hymn<br />The Crane Wife 1 & 2<br />The Crane Wife 3<br />16 Military Wives<br />The Chimbley Sweep<br />--<br />Eli, The Barrow Boy<br />The Mariner's Revenge Song<br />--<br />June Hymn<br /><br />I didn't take any videos that night, so here's one I found online from the Hazards of Love tour of "The Rake Song." This is such a fun song when they play it live--everyone except for Colin takes up a drum, so the place is rocking:<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0dZEo3YyDfQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/fvaQlcc1IeM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com1http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2011/02/decemberists-keeping-weirdness-cool.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-53372833796059961792011-01-10T20:11:00.000-08:002011-01-10T21:08:56.519-08:00Best Concerts of 20102010 was a great year for concerts! This summer I had the opportunity to see three legends within three weeks of each other, and no one disappointed (well, one of them did, but oh well). Here’s my review of all the concerts I think I went to this year (with a special shout out to my one and only blog fan Warren G!):<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dVDi142inuc?hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dVDi142inuc?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />Bad quality video I took at the concert, but still the best...<br /><br />1. Paul McCartney (July 24): Best concert ever, ever, ever. Enough said. Not only is he one of the best songwriters ever to live, but he can put on a fantastic show. From Beatles to solo to Paul McCartney and Wings, he played it all. With no opener, the show still went on for three hours without a break. Not bad for an almost 70-year-old. Yes, Paul is a complete ham, but it’s refined in a rare way. He knows how to entertain the crowd by telling stories about John and George, Eric Clapton, Bob Dylan, etc., but also showing that he’s retained a little down-to-earth quality. Highlights besides simply being within a few hundred feet from a Beatle: “Day in the Life,” which Paul played live for the first time just a couple years ago, and “Something,” a George Harrison song that Paul played in honor of him, beginning on ukulele and leading into a true-to-the-original guitar version.<br /><br />2. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers (July 13): This concert played like a greatest hits record, and I have no complaints about it. It’s truly amazing how many classic songs this guy has had in his career. While the crowd preferred the hits, he also did a brilliant job playing the bluesy tracks off of his newly released album <span style="font-style:italic;">Mojo</span>. After playing about ten hits, he said he’d been dying to play us some songs from their new album that he was so proud of. You could hear the excitement in his voice. Forty years into it, he still gets unspeakably excited to play for his fans. Not only that, but he cares about his bandmates. And the Heartbreakers truly are a band, not just Tom Petty and his session musicians (same goes for Paul McCartney’s attitude toward his band). After decades of success and fame, that makes me respect him even more that he still cares about the guys in the background helping him out (not like the Heartbreakers don’t contribute because they do—especially guitarist Mike Campbell who’s actually written a lot of the hits—but they definitely don’t get the credit Tom gets). I’d go see Tom and his Heartbreakers again in a heartbeat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvcCDEFrhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/n8n3hNStOrc/s1600/DSCN6570.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvcCDEFrhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/n8n3hNStOrc/s320/DSCN6570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560780092659314194" /></a> 3. Sufjan Stevens (October 17): As good as Tom was, Sufjan was so incredibly good that I almost had to give him second place instead of third. Give him a few more years practice, and he’ll compete with the legends. Granted this is also one of the weirdest shows I’ve ever been to. For the indie king famous for folksy banjo ballads about Midwestern states, none of us were expecting him to come on stage dancing, wearing a cut-off old school Nike shirt, with flashing lights flooding the theater. Sufjan’s new album is a dramatic departure from the songs that made him famous, and this show was all about that album. Teasing the old-time fans by coming on stage playing “Seven Swans,” he then played nearly every song off of <span style="font-style:italic;">The Age of Adz</span>, including the 25-minute “Impossible Soul,” without interruption. His usual massive orchestra backed him up, but he also had two sequined backup singers that did more dancing (including ribbon dancing at one point!) than singing. Sufjan himself joined in the dance party, which is pretty awesome for a skinny white boy. Most importantly, he cared about his fans and recognized that some people were wildly confused by the almost-rap dance music, and made jokes at his own expense. To win those fans over, he played a wonderful encore of “Chicago” and “John Wayne Gacy, Jr.”<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvdR8_FsCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wJLWLAHohe8/s1600/DSCN6561.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvdR8_FsCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wJLWLAHohe8/s320/DSCN6561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560781465417265186" /></a>4. Guster (October 13): One of my favorite bands of all time that rarely strays away from the east coast when touring, I was so excited to hear they were coming to Kansas City. They were once my favorite concert ever (since replaced by Monsters of Folk then Paul), and they still put on a fantastic live show. The band is coming up on its 20th birthday, and it shows when they’re on stage. The original trio is the same with just one additional musician after two decades. Drummer Brian Rosenworcel still avoids using drumsticks—-instead taping up his hands and mutilating them on the instrument—-much of the time, but they’ve also grown up and adapted their style some too. They haven’t changed their ability to relate to the crowd, though, from the hand-drawn picture of a local bbq sandwich on the chalkboard-piano, to stories about their adventures in Kansas City, Guster is entertaining for anyone to see.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvexmthSeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/otISmDLbIR4/s1600/DSCN6022.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvexmthSeI/AAAAAAAAAO8/otISmDLbIR4/s320/DSCN6022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560783108705438178" /></a> 5. Weezer (June 5): This was the first of my Buzz Under the Stars concert-—the local alternative rock radio station puts on several concerts every summer at City Market that usually put together three or four very different bands for one fairly affordable show. I can’t really remember the other bands that played with them, but they’re the emo bands the high schoolers came out to see. While this concert series gets huge names, the downfall is that they get so many bands that nobody gets to play very long. I think Weezer played an hour and a half, but they could have gone on much longer. They played nearly all of the <span style="font-style:italic;">Blue</span> album that’s more than 15 years old, and also some of their terrible new songs. Rivers Cuomo was as nerdy as ever and also as entertaining as ever. I hope they come back when they’ll be able to play for longer.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvgww97X3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/aGLOVeBY9XA/s1600/DSCN5649.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvgww97X3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/aGLOVeBY9XA/s320/DSCN5649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560785293301997426" /></a>6. Jack’s Mannequin (February 19): I hardly listen to Jack’s Mannequin anymore, but I’ll always go see them when they come to town. Frontman Andrew McMahon is a fantastic performer that always puts on a great show. Banging and jumping on the piano, screaming into the mic, and having authentic conversations with the audience, he definitely knows how to relate to his fans. <br /><br />7. Blitzen Trapper (June 22): I don’t remember too much about this concert because it was on a weeknight and didn’t start till 10 p.m. Call me old, but after supervising 20 teenagers in 100 degree direct sun all day, that was too late for me. Blitzen Trapper used to open for lots of concerts I went to in Portland-—since they’re from there—-but now that they’re more well-known they can tour the country as headliners. It was great to see one of my favorite local Portland bands, and it was awesome to hear them play so many new songs from their great new album <span style="font-style:italic;">Destroyers of the Void</span>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSviOkokXpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Q280MwpzzgI/s1600/DSCN6547.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSviOkokXpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Q280MwpzzgI/s320/DSCN6547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560786904898887314" /></a>8. Smashing Pumpkins and Cake (September 25): Another Buzz concert, so it was a lot of bands in a short amount of time. I don’t know either of these bands too well, but I left a fan of one (Cake) and disliking the other (Smashing Pumpkins). Cake played a great short set, with tons of energy and passion. Their songs are so fun, and they translated that well live. Smashing Pumpkins was the Billy Corgan show, and he just acted like a pompous rock star. Cake looked like a band—-even though they’ve had a rotating lineup, they were one on stage. Smashing Pumpkins looked like an old guy who played with some hired 20-year-olds, which upon research when I got home, is exactly the case. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvj0GuuRGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nVvNdwN6SIc/s1600/DSCN6407.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/TSvj0GuuRGI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nVvNdwN6SIc/s320/DSCN6407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560788649218294882" /></a>9. Ben Folds, Devo (July 23): Another Buzz concert, and this one combined way too many bands in too short of a time. Ben Folds is one of the best performers I’ve ever seen, but you’ve got to give him more than 60 minutes to play. He was good as always, but he played solo, and I prefer him with a band behind him, especially when he gets such a short time to begin with. Devo was awesomely hilarious—-a bunch of 50 and 60 year olds wearing strange outfits and flower-pot hats. Needless to say, they whipped it.<br /><br />10. Bob Dylan (August 7): Often considered the best living songwriter (and I might say so myself), Dylan wins the prize for the worst concert I saw this year. Four or five songs in the crowd was yelling “Play some Dylan now!” He sang mostly new songs with such a slur that you couldn’t recognize them. I know his new material pretty well, but I still had no idea what songs he was singing. I looked up the set list after the show to see that he also played a few old songs, and no one could even recognize them because he distorted them so much. He did play an encore of “Like a Rolling Stone” that was pretty awesome because it looks like he doesn’t play that all that often. I had heard that Dylan was incredibly spotty in concert, so I figured that for $30, I was happy to be within 100 feet of him.<br /><br />Stay tuned for my list of favorite albums of the year. And here's to more blog posts in 2011!<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/jj3MiujSIT8" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com2http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-concerts-of-2010.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-27288527417626453572010-03-03T17:47:00.000-08:002010-03-03T18:17:42.588-08:00Hard-working pop band vs. big bad major labelHaving written a 40-page capstone paper on the future of the music industry amidst all the downloading/<a href="http://www.napster.com/index.html?darwin_ttl=1267667387&darwin=s1009beta">Napster</a>/<a href="http://www.riaa.com/">RIAA</a>/iTunes/<a href="http://arstechnica.com/tech-policy/news/2009/12/artists-lawsuit-major-record-labels-are-the-real-pirates.ars">major record label</a> fiasco, I'm a little bit of a nerd for news of other ways people in the music industry are marketing their music and/or making money with it. Ok Go, a Chicago band that made it big solely because of their friend youtube, is getting a lot of music press this week.<br /><br />Maybe you haven't heard of OK Go before, but do you remember that music video with the treadmills? That's right, this one:<br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8267567&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8267567&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/8267567">OK Go - Here It Goes Again</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user2495615">OK Go</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><br />Whether you're a grandparent in the United States or a six-year-old in Thailand, that video probably made it to your computer sometime in the last four years. <br /><br />Say what you want about these guys having too much time on their hands, but they are creative. And, even more importantly, they're willing to work very, very hard to get the word out there about their happy-go-lucky pop music.<br /><br />Well, OK Go is at it once again, this time with an incredibly elaborate video involving dominoes, balloons, toy cars, spray paint, marbles, umbrellas, and everything in between, is becoming a viral youtube rage. You'd think that their record label, Capitol, would be excited about all this free advertising. But they're not. The reason? They make a very small amount of money anytime anyone views a music video on youtube, but not when someone views it on a blog where it's embedded (like the video above and the one below). <br /><br />Capitol only cares about the money (no pun intended). The band, however, just wants people to see their video and hear their music, so they wrote this very interesting letter on their website that I'd like to publish on here too:<br /><br /><blockquote>To the people of the world, from OK Go:<br /><br />This week we released a new album, and it’s our best yet. We also released a new video – the second for this record – for a song called This Too Shall Pass, and you can watch it here. We hope you'll like it and comment on it and pass the link along to your friends and do that wonderful thing that that you do when you’re fond of something, share it. We want you to stick it on your web page, post it on your wall, and embed it everywhere you can think of.<br /><br />Unfortunately, as of now you can’t embed diddlycrap. And depending on where you are in the world, you might not even be able to watch it.<br /><br />We’ve been flooded with complaints recently because our YouTube videos can't be embedded on websites, and in certain countries can't be seen at all. And we want you to know: we hear you, and we’re sorry. We wish there was something we could do. Believe us, we want you to pass our videos around more than you do, but, crazy as it may seem, it’s now far harder for bands to make videos accessible online than it was four years ago.<br /><br />See, here’s the deal. The recordings and the videos we make are owned by a record label, EMI. The label fronts the money for us to make recordings – for this album they paid for us to spend a few months with one of the world’s best producers in a converted barn in Amish country wringing our souls and playing tympani and twiddling knobs – and they put up most of the cash that it takes to distribute and promote our albums, including the costs of pressing CDs, advertising, and making videos. We make our videos ourselves, and we keep them dirt cheap, but still, it all adds up, and it adds up to a great deal more than we have in our bank account, which is why we have a record label in the first place.<br /><br />Fifteen years ago, when the terms of contracts like ours were dreamt up, a major label could record two cats fighting in a bag and three months later they'd have a hit. No more. People of the world, there has been a revolution. You no longer give a shit what major labels want you to listen to (good job, world!), and you no longer spend money actually buying the music you listen to (perhaps not so good job, world). So the money that used to flow through the music business has slowed to a trickle, and every label, large or small, is scrambling to catch every last drop. You can't blame them; they need new shoes, just like everybody else. And musicians need them to survive so we can use them as banks. Even bands like us who do most of our own promotion still need them to write checks every once in a while.<br /><br />But where are they gonna find money if no one buys music? One target is radio stations (there's lots of articles out there. here's one: http://arstechnica.com/tech-policy/news/20...ouse-senate.ars ). And another is our friend The Internutz. As you’ve no doubt noticed, sites like YouTube, MySpace, and Blahzayblahblah.cn run ads on copyrighted content. Back when Young MC's second album (the one that didn't have Bust A Move on it) could go Gold without a second thought, labels would’ve considered these sites primarily promotional partners like they did with MTV, but times have changed. The labels are hurting and they need every penny they can find, so they’ve demanded a piece of the action. They got all huffy a couple years ago and threatened all sorts of legal terror and eventually all four majors struck deals with YouTube which pay them tiny, tiny sums of money every time one of their videos gets played. Seems like a fair enough solution, right? YouTube gets to keep the content, and the labels get some income.<br /><br />The catch: the software that pays out those tiny sums doesn’t pay if a video is embedded. This means our label doesn’t get their hard-won share of the pie if our video is played on your blog, so (surprise, surprise) they won’t let us be on your blog. And, voilá: four years after we posted our first homemade videos to YouTube and they spread across the globe faster than swine flu, making our bassist’s glasses recognizable to 70-year-olds in Wichita and 5-year-olds in Seoul and eventually turning a tidy little profit for EMI, we’re – unbelievably – stuck in the position of arguing with our own label about the merits of having our videos be easily shared. It’s like the world has gone backwards.<br /><br />Let’s take a wider view for a second. What we’re really talking about here is the shift in the way we think about music. We’re stuck between two worlds: the world of ten years ago, where music was privately owned in discreet little chunks (CDs), and a new one that seems to be emerging, where music is universally publicly accessible. The thing is, only one of these worlds has a (somewhat) stable system in place for funding music and all of its associated nuts-and-bolts logistics, and, even if it were possible, none of us would willingly return to that world. Aside from the smug assholes who ran labels, who’d want a system where a handful of corporate overlords shove crap down our throats? All the same, if music is going to be more than a hobby, someone, literally, has to pay the piper. So we’ve got this ridiculous situation where the machinery of the old system is frantically trying to contort and reshape and rewire itself to run without actually selling music. It’s like a car trying to figure out how to run without gas, or a fish trying to learn to breath air.<br /><br />So what’s there to do? On the macro level, well, who the hell knows? There are a lot of interesting ideas out there, but this is not the place to get into them. As for our specific roadblock with the video embedding, the obvious solution is for YouTube to work out its software so it allow labels to monetize their videos, wherever on the Internet or the globe they're being accessed. That'll surely happen before too long because there's plenty of money to be made, but it’s more complicated than it looks at first glance. Advertisers aren’t too keen on paying for ads when they don’t know where the ads will appear (“Dear users of FoxxxyPregnantMILFS.com, try Gerber’s new low-lactose formula!”), so there are a lot of hurdles to get over.<br /><br />In the meantime, the only thing OK Go can do is to upload our videos to sites that allow for embedding, like MySpace and Vimeo. We do that already, but it stings a little. Not only does it cannibalize our own numbers (it tends to do our business more good to get 40 million hits on one site than 1 million hits on 40 sites), but, as you can imagine, we feel a lot of allegiance to the fine people at YouTube. They’ve been good to us, and what they want is what we want: lots of people to see our videos. When push comes to shove, however, we like our fans more, which is why you can take the code at the bottom of this email and embed the "This Too Shall Pass" video all over the Internet.<br /><br />With or without this embedding problem, we'll never get 50 zillion views on a YouTube video again. That moment – the dawn of internet video – is gone. The internet isn’t as anarchic as it was then. Now there are Madison Avenue firms that specialize in “viral marketing” and the success of our videos is now taught in business school. But here's a secret: zillions of hits was never the point. We're a rock band, and it’s a great gig. Not just because we get to snort drugs off the Queen of England (we do), but because the only thing we are expected to do is make cool stuff. We chase our craziest ideas for a living, and if sharing those ideas takes 40 websites instead of one, it doesn’t make too big a difference to us.<br /><br />So, for now, here's the bottom line: EMI won't let us let you embed our YouTube videos. It's a decision that bums us out. We've argued with them a lot about it, but we also understand why they're doing it. They’re aware that their rules make it harder for people to watch and share our videos, but, while our duty is to our music and our fans, theirs is to their shareholders, and they believe they’re doing the right thing.<br /><br />Here’s the embed code for the Vimeo posting:<br /><object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8718627&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8718627&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/8718627">OK Go - This Too Shall Pass</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user2495615">OK Go</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><br /><br />Go forth and put it everywhere, please. And buy our album. It’s great.<br /><br />Yours Truly,<br /><br />Damian (on behalf of OK Go)</blockquote><br /><br />It's long, but quite interesting as for the future of music. The original copy of the letter appeared <a href="http://okgo.forumsunlimited.com/index.php?showtopic=4169">here</a> on the band's website. Note that the link they posted in the letter turned into the video because I pasted it onto my blog. Most interesting of all, Capitol has succumbed. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qybUFnY7Y8w&feature=player_embedded">The official Capitol-posted youtube video</a> is now able to be embedded too. Long live the underdog.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/0_U8-EX99ZA" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2010/03/hard-working-pop-band-vs-big-bad-major.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-19103806734627812812010-02-25T20:02:00.000-08:002010-02-25T20:30:22.416-08:00Happy birthday to my favorite Beatle<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.salon.com/people/feature/2001/12/01/harrison_kam/story.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 325px;" src="http://images.salon.com/people/feature/2001/12/01/harrison_kam/story.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Today would have been George Harrison's 67th birthday, so here's a quick post to honor him. <br /><br />I just got his acclaimed solo album <span style="font-style:italic;">All Things Must Pass</span> from the library and am listening to it. I thought I had most of the album already as I had a few songs, but turns out it's a triple album (the first triple album ever released by a solo artist), and I had such a small percentage.<br /><br />It's amazing to imagine all of these songs that George had stacked up from Beatles recordings that were overlooked by Lennon/McCartney masterpieces. Sometimes George's overshadow theirs too though. In fact, I think some of the very best songs in the end of the Beatles' career are Harrison songs.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">All Things Must Pass</span> has been certified 6x Platinum.<br /><br />My library copy of the album notes are from the CD reissue of the album in 2001, 30 years after its original release (just a few short months before he succumbed to a long battle with cancer). George writes a couple pages of notes:<br /><br /><blockquote>It's been thirty years since 'All Things Must Pass' was recorded. I still like the songs on the album and believe they can continue to outlive the style in which they were recording.</blockquote><br /><br />I think so too, George.<br /><br />He sounds like he's name-dropping a who's who of the best musicians of the day when he's acknowledging everyone who contributed. Everyone from Ringo Starr to Eric Clapton to Phil Collins played on the album, and of course Phil Spector produced the "wall of sound" effects.<br /><br />I'm not going to argue that he's the most talented Beatle because I don't think he is. But I think he's nearly equal to John and Paul, and he has the best personality of all.<br /><br />To finish my tribute post, I've googled a few George quotes to showcase his quirks as well as his depth:<br /><br /><blockquote>With our love, we could save the world.</blockquote><br /><br /><blockquote>At a Beatles press conference:<br />Reporter: "What do you call that hairstyle you're wearing?"<br />George Harrison: "Arthur."<br />Reporter: "What do you call that collar?"<br />Ringo Starr: "A collar."</blockquote><br /><br /><blockquote>The Beatles saved the world from boredom.</blockquote><br /><br />On being stifled as a songwriter in the Beatles:<br /><blockquote>It was like having diarrhea and not being allowed to go to the toilet. I think a lot of people were surprised to see, 'Oh, he writes songs, too.'</blockquote><br /><br /><blockquote>I think people who can truly live a life in music are telling the world, "You can have my love, you can have my smiles. Forget the bad parts, you don't need them. Just take the music, the goodness, because it's the very best, and it's the part I give.</blockquote><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/bMjrngL_qRA" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-to-my-favorite-beatle.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-53517248731187786402010-02-21T18:59:00.000-08:002010-02-22T20:35:45.506-08:00Jack's Mannequin at the Beaumont Club, Feb. 19, 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/S4NWorfwAtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/a0X_tA8nlaM/s1600-h/DSCN5673.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/S4NWorfwAtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/a0X_tA8nlaM/s320/DSCN5673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441288031664341714" /></a><br />There's a big difference between being a good musician and a good performer. It's not that you can't be both (Craig Finn of the Hold Steady is a great example or a little-known guitarist named Bruce Springsteen), but they're two different skills. <br /><br />You're not going to find a review of Jack's Mannequin on most music snob media like Pitchfork or Stereogum. But while Jack's Mannequin may not make the highest quality music out there, they're some of the best performers I've ever seen.<br /><br />That intro makes them sound like they're dressing up in crazy costumes like Kiss or doing Flaming Lips theatrics, but that's not the story here. Lead singer/songwriter/pianist Andrew McMahon is just a very charismatic person that loves what he does. He's not that old of a guy--just 27--but he's been performing on major stages for a decade now as the frontman of punk rock band Something Corporate and then as his "side project," the more tamed-down Jack's Mannequin. He said on Friday night that he and his bandmates tour some 200 days out of the year. "I've been doing this for a f***ing decade," he said, sounding incredulous at the longevity, then went on to explain that there's absolutely nothing he'd rather do (excuse the explicitness. He has a very...colorful...vocabulary).<br /><br />Maybe that's what makes a great rock performer: someone who is actually having fun and grateful for his fans.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/S4NXxfrvwqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ul-OXb3w6OI/s1600-h/DSCN5658.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/S4NXxfrvwqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ul-OXb3w6OI/s320/DSCN5658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441289282623881890" /></a><br />One more background anecdote, then I promise I'll review the concert. Maybe Andrew is grateful for his fans and his chance to make a career out of music because he almost lost it all. Not just drama within a band or record label--he almost lost a battle with cancer just a few years ago. After two very successful (in the punk rock genre and crossing over into pop) albums with Something Corporate, he took a break to record songs for his new side project Jack's Mannequin. Three months before the first album, <span style="font-style:italic;">Everything In Transit</span> was due out, he was diagnosed with leukemia. Just 22 at the time and the most popular he'd ever been musically, it nearly killed him and kept him off the music scene for nearly a year.<br /><br />This is the time when a band would be touring on a new album, but <span style="font-style:italic;">Everything In Transit</span> sold itself without those tours. Throughout all of this, Andrew instead became a champion for raising money to cure leukemia (and he still does a ton for the cause with his own nonprofit the Dear Jack Foundation).<br /><br />So he's more than just a punk rocker. Five minutes into a concert, you can tell that this guy has something to prove and something to live for. He's grateful for his life, music and every single one of his fans. And it shows.<br /><br />Not to mention, the second and latest Jack's Mannequin album, <span style="font-style:italic;">The Glass Passenger</span> (2008) is thematically nearly entirely about the joy of being alive. In "Swim" he sings:<br /><blockquote>"You gotta swim, <br />Swim for your life<br />Swim for the music that saves you<br />When you're not so sure you'll survive."</blockquote><br />In "Caves," he even sings directly about being deathly ill:<br /><blockquote>"Beat my body like a rag doll<br />you stuck the needles in my hip<br />Said 'we're not gonna lie<br />Son, you just might die<br />Get you on that morphine drip, drip.'"</blockquote><br />When he's playing these songs live, you can see that he really means these lyrics. I'm honestly amazed that he can get up on a stage in front of a thousand strangers every night and sing about such personal issues, but he knows that he was made to be a musician and to tell his story.<br /><br />Friday's show was a mix of old songs and new songs. Andrew said that this tour served "to put <span style="font-style:italic;">The Glass Passenger</span> to bed," but he played an equal mix of new and old. I'm partial to the first album, so I was happy about this.<br /><br />I must say that I think the first time I saw Jack's three years ago, he put on a slightly better show. It could be because I was in the front row last time, or maybe he just likes Portland more than Kansas City (although unlikely because he was raving about this audience), or maybe he was grateful to be on one of his first tours since recovering. In 2007 he played a fantastic mix of Jack's songs, a cover or two, and quite a few Something Corporate songs, which was an anomaly at the time since the band was in a hiatus. He's also brilliant at relating to the audience and honestly telling stories about where the songs came from and any history of the music. There wasn't quite as much banter this time, just high-energy music.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/S4NYOAMXtEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/74zX9apguGs/s1600-h/DSCN5668.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/S4NYOAMXtEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/74zX9apguGs/s320/DSCN5668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441289772386989122" /></a><br />And no Something Corporate tunes, which he explained was because the band will be reuniting for a few shows and a couple days in the studio revamping old songs late this spring. That's all good and well, but I was hoping for another live version of "She Paints Me Blue" transitioning into "Dark Blue" like the 2007 Roseland Theater show.<br /><br />He still related to the audience so much, even taking a request for "Miss California." He said they're picky about requests, only taking those they want to play, but he was in the mood to play this song about his home state. He also did his traditional stamping on the Baldwin grand and jumping into the crowd--he is a punk rocker after all.<br /><br />One of the best comments of the night was when Andrew was talking about how he'd been watching the Olympics out in his tour bus before his set. He turned on the tv, excited to see what sport was on, and it was ice dancing, which he wasn't too keen on (I second that one as I turned on the tv tonight to the third night in a row of ice dancing). He talked about how the Russians were getting good scores, so he proceeded to dedicate the next song, "Crashing," to them. Well played.<br /><br />The crowd was really energetic and into it all night, but they shut up when the band launched into a cover of U2's "New Year's Day." There were quite a few younger kids there, but come on, I wasn't alive when this song came out and I know it. Plus, the audience wasn't that one-sided age-wise. Jack's played a fairly good version of the classic, and Bobby Anderson even kept up with the Edge's crazy guitar licks.<br /><br />The opening bands also held their own--first Vedera and then Fun. Vedera was alright, nothing too special, but they deserve great thanks because as a Kansas City band, they're probably the reason the Sing for Your Supper Tour (it's formal name) even stopped here instead of Omaha, St. Louis, Tulsa, or the countless other options within a couple hundred miles.<br /><br />Fun was...wait for it...fun. Cliche, but really that's the best way to describe them. This branch-off from a former Format member put on a very high-energy performance, showcasing their classic pop songs. I'll be looking into them more now that I've seen them live.<br /><br />I started this post by saying that Andrew McMahon is a great performer and differentiating that from being a great musician, but I don't want to discredit his musical talent. He's not the most talented musician I've seen in concert by any means, but he is quite a pianist. The piano is an instrument frequently ignored or downplayed, so to bring it to the forefront, especially in the punk genre, is admirable. And he does it with great skill. Not to mention, he's also a brilliant writer of pop songs, something easier said than done. I'm not a huge punk fan anymore, but I can still respect his music and definitely his performances. And long live any modern pop pianist (i.e. pretty much just him, Ben Folds, and a few Coldplay songs. Ok, that's harsh, but pianists aren't hit-makers these days).<br /><br />Here's a bad-quality clip of "Holiday From Real" off of the <span style="font-style:italic;">Everything In Transit</span> album:<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p-SF1JBFOcU&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p-SF1JBFOcU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />And the U2 cover, "New Year's Day":<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzdG2_u6M_c&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzdG2_u6M_c&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />And while we're a this video-embedding business, here's the preview for the video that Andrew recorded exposéing his battle with cancer. I haven't seen it, looks pretty intense. I admire the guy just for wanting to tell his story though.<br /><object width="425" height="373"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJH6s-9zrJg&rel=1&border=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJH6s-9zrJg&rel=1&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"></embed></object><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/rdL0Y4qTc5M" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2010/02/jacks-mannequin-at-beaumont-club-feb-19.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-83464114029957666332010-02-14T18:55:00.000-08:002010-02-14T20:37:31.204-08:00Best Albums of the Decade<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.switchbladecomb.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/wilco.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 469px;" src="http://www.switchbladecomb.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/wilco.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />When I make a “Best Of…” list, I generally name it “Lacey’s list of the best…” because that’s exactly what it is—mine. If you want to see a (slightly) more objective list, check out <a href="http://pitchfork.com/p2k/">Pitchfork’s list</a> or <a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/lists/2009/11/the-best-albums-of-the-decade.html">Paste’s list</a>. Those are made by a collaboration of trained ears. The only collaboration for this list was between the left and right ear, so everything is inherently subjective to my personal tastes. <br /><br />That said, there are some albums on here that I’ve placed for their contributions to music as a whole. I’m quite sick of the Strokes’ first album, but in 2001 it kicked off a decade of a microstyle of rock that so many other groups replicated throughout the next nine years. In other words, it probably deserves to be much higher up on this list, but personally, I don’t want it to be. <br /><br />There are also some albums that if I went only according to my personal taste, they would have been much higher. Ben Kweller’s self-titled list barely squeaked its way onto the end of my list, but it would probably be in the top ten for the number of times I’ve listened to it. <br /><br />There were some rules I placed here, namely that I ranked only the best album per band. I would venture to say that every single band in my top ten also deserve to have another album from the 2000s on this list (except for the Postal Service simply because they only have one album, but Ben Gibbard would appear in other places), but I kept it to their best. <br /><br />While I’m giving disclaimers about the top ten, note also that this order could be shuffled in nearly every permutation and remain accurate. This is my list as for the moment, but I could change preferences at any time.<br /><br />1. Wilco – <span style="font-style:italic;">Yankee Hotel Foxtrot</span>: The recurrent themes, experimentalism, and brilliant lyrics stand for themselves. From the gradual, heavy opening of “I am Trying to Break Your Heart” to the seemingly light chords of “Heavy Metal Drummer,” Wilco cemented their place as one of the best rock bands of all time.<br /><br />2. Sufjan Stevens – <span style="font-style:italic;">Come On Feel the Illinoise</span>: The idea was crazy. An album for all 50 states, what? Illinois is his second (and supposedly final) installment in the series as he has since said that it was all a big joke, albeit one that he himself fell for. The perfectionistic orchestration of it all is incredible. Taking up an entire cd at nearly 80 minutes long, Sufjan tells the story of a state through dramatic folk tales, touching real-life stories, and eerie instrumentals. Despite its second place ranking, I sense that this may be the most legendary album to come out of the 2000s.<br /><br />3. Bright Eyes – <span style="font-style:italic;">I’m Wide Awake It’s Morning</span>: Released mid-decade on the same day as dramatically different yet also notable album <span style="font-style:italic;">Digital Ash in a Digital Urn</span> (both Bright Eyes albums but not sold as a double album), there’s no need to prove Conor Oberst’s prolificacy. He’s the best singer-songwriter to come of age in the 2000s, and this is his peak. As a country-tinged folk album, this one will not age throughout the next couple decades.<br /><br />4. The Postal Service – <span style="font-style:italic;">Give Up</span>: It was a crazy idea back in 2003 for electronic musician Jimmy Tamborello (of Dntel) and indie songwriter Ben Gibbard (of Death Cab for Cutie) to make an album together. Death Cab hadn’t gained too much fame yet as landmark album <span style="font-style:italic;">Transatlanticism</span> didn’t come out until the latter part of the year, so the situation was nothing like it is now. “Techno” music went out of style a couple decades earlier. Nonetheless, this formula worked. Brilliantly. Most of it was the seamless songwriting and the way Gibbard’s voice blended to the synth, but the style was also something that would shape the decade. Despite the fact that music snobs are still mad at newcomer Owl City for “stealing” the idea from the Postal Service—-they didn’t invent this kind of music. They only brought it back in a legendary way.<br /><br />5. The Hold Steady – <span style="font-style:italic;">Boys and Girls In America</span>: Hard rock doesn’t have much of a home these days between the hip hop on the radio, singer-songwriters on indie stations, and dance-synth of indie pop, but the Hold Steady are holding on to what’s left. That is, they’re paving the way of the movement. Picking up where Bruce Springsteen left off in 1984, the hyper-intelligent lyrics blended with virtuostic guitar riffs and legendary keys are something worth listening to. Alluding to Jack Kerouac in lyrics, the Hold Steady takes a cue from the beat poet that the partying lifestyle is a much deeper artistic topic than it looks.<br /><br />6. The Shins – <span style="font-style:italic;">Chutes Too Narrow</span>: This is the Shins’ best album, but just barely. You could argue for either of their other albums. Honestly, the Shins aren’t doing anything musically that other bands aren’t doing. They’re the epitome of early 2000s indie rock, but others were doing the same formula. They were just doing it really, really well. It’s cliché, but Natalie Portman was right in The Garden State that “This band will change your life.” <br /><br />7. The Decemberists – <span style="font-style:italic;">The Crane Wife</span>: On paper, you’d never think the Decemberists’ weird-to-the-extreme music would work, let alone that they’d get signed to a major label and sell a ton of records. Even if you disregard the literature of the storytelling-lyrics, this is classic music. This band ended the decade being the weirdest they could possibly come up with—-a rock opera about a centaur and forest queen—-and selling the most records they’ve ever sold. (That album, <span style="font-style:italic;">Hazards of Love</span>, ranks behind this one, but not by much.)<br /><br />8. The National – <span style="font-style:italic;">Boxer</span>: They were unknown when they put out this album, but word spreads quickly when you release a perfect album. On first listen, it’s hard to hear anything besides the uniqueness of Matt Berninger’s deep baritone. Once you get beyond that, you notice layer upon layer of melodies on guitar, piano, and strings, overlaying intricate lyrics. This album takes about 20 listens to sink in, and once you get there, you won’t be able to turn it off.<br /><br />9. Radiohead – <span style="font-style:italic;">Kid A</span>: It’s probably sacrilegious that I’ve placed this album this low. Radiohead is the reason that nearly every other band on this list exists (except for U2, Bob Dylan and Bruce Springsteen, of course. In those cases, it’s the other way around). I’ve just never gotten that into <span style="font-style:italic;">Kid A</span> personally, but that’s mostly because whenever I listen to Radiohead I just have to listen to <span style="font-style:italic;">OK Computer</span> because it’s irresistibly good. <span style="font-style:italic;">In Rainbows</span>, the band’s end of the decade album, ranks very closely behind <span style="font-style:italic;">Kid A</span> in my opinion.<br /><br />10. Arcade Fire – <span style="font-style:italic;">Funeral</span>: Here’s another band that seems like a horrible idea but turns out to be legendary. Who would think that a seven-person band is a good idea? The songwriting is perfect, and the layers upon layers of instruments make this album a legend. Their second album, <span style="font-style:italic;">Neon Bible</span>, is also incredible.<br /><br />11. Spoon – <span style="font-style:italic;">Kill the Moonlight</span>: While they struggled to make a name for themselves for half of the ‘90s, the 2000s were when Spoon came of age as a band (even though the members were already in their 30s and 40s). This album has Spoon at its peak rhythmically, but any of their albums from this point on also deserve to be on this list. Few bands better mark the transition from the birth of alternative rock (i.e. the Pixies, Pavement) to modern indie rock.<br /><br />12. Vampire Weekend – <span style="font-style:italic;">Vampire Weekend</span>: Probably the most unique album of the 2000s, even though it has become more popular than nearly every other on this list. From Columbia University to being covered by Peter Gabriel and sharing a stage with Crosby and Nash, this band has come a long way. Blending African rhythms in a <span style="font-style:italic;">Graceland</span>-esque way, throwing in some classical conventions, a heavy dose of rock, and more multisyllabic words than a Shakespearean sonnet, they made something work that never should have. (The amazing thing is that they’ve started off the next decade proving that they can add to this formula. Stay tuned for a review of their sophomore album.)<br /><br />13. Fleet Foxes – <span style="font-style:italic;">Fleet Foxes</span>: This album is just as good as #12, and as unique to its time as that one. However, this one is reminiscent of 30 to 40 years ago, while Vampire Weekend is unlike any other band. The songs are great, the style is something that needs to be brought back, and rarely can music transport you to a place (frolicking in the forested mountains of the Pacific Northwest) as directly as this. Vampire Weekend has proven itself with a second album, but I’ve yet to hear another peep from Fleet Foxes. Let’s hope they can challenge themselves with a new album cutting deeper into the path they’ve made.<br /><br />14. Elliott Smith – <span style="font-style:italic;">Figure 8</span>: I can’t explain the excitement of being able to include one of Elliott’s albums on this list. I’ve been a (major) fan of his for some three or four years, but he’s been dead six. Although two posthumous albums have been released, I’ve never had the joy of listening to a freshly released album of his, let alone see him perform live. This album doesn’t rank quite as high as its predecessor <span style="font-style:italic;">XO</span>, but it’s still one of my all-time favorite albums.<br /><br />15. Ryan Adams – <span style="font-style:italic;">Heartbreaker</span>: Ryan Adams’ first solo album paved the way for his many, many to come. Releasing 11 studio albums in the 2000s, not to mention some live recordings and dozens of free albums on his website, he was obviously busy. While he did release quite a few stellar albums, he’s also made some crap. <span style="font-style:italic;">Heartbreaker</span>, however, is fantastic. A perfect alternative country showcase, Ryan Adams cemented his standing as the king of alt-country with this first solo album.<br /><br />16. Jenny Lewis & the Watson Twins – <span style="font-style:italic;">Rabbit Fur Coat</span>: Taking a break from her band Rilo Kiley, Jenny Lewis channeled her creativity into this solo effort that is better than all of the Rilo Kiley albums combined. That’s no criticism to Rilo Kiley—-they have made some great albums—-it’s just that this one is incredible. She shows that her talent is most applicable to timeless folk with a country tinge, despite her ability to rock. Unfortunately, her follow-up solo album released in 2008 is less than half the caliber of this, but in light of <span style="font-style:italic;">Rabbit Fur Coat</span>, I’ll forgive her for it.<br /><br />17. M. Ward – <span style="font-style:italic;">Post-War</span>: Matt Ward is the best acoustic guitarist of his generation, so when he writes a great melody, it’s a classic. I’ve never thought his songwriting skills are quite on par with his guitar skills, but then again, there can only be so many Paul McCartneys and Bob Dylans in the world. This album is a great expose of his unbelievable instrumentation and production.<br /><br />18. Bruce Springsteen – <span style="font-style:italic;">The Rising</span>: The best of the post 9/11 reflection albums, but what else do you expect from a legend like the Boss?<br /><br />19. Conor Oberst - <span style="font-style:italic;">Conor Oberst</span>: Breaking away from the Bright Eyes moniker for the first time since puberty, Oberst also veered away from some of the elaborate orchestration of recent Bright Eyes music. Focusing on alt-country, he found his niche behind the acoustic guitar and pedal steel. This is essentially a solo album, but the effect of the Mystic Valley Band backup can’t be limited. Seeing him live playing with this band was a night-and-day difference from Bright Eyes, and the amount of fun he’s having is clear on the record too. <br /><br />20. Death Cab for Cutie – <span style="font-style:italic;">Transatlanticism</span>: This album defined indie pop for about five years, and should have launched Death Cab into the stratosphere. It ended up taking a couple more albums, but this is their best work to date. <br /><br />21. The Strokes – <span style="font-style:italic;">Is This It?</span>: I already mentioned that I acknowledge this is a classic record that set the stage for much of the music of the decade, and that’s all I can say about it.<br /><br />22. <span style="font-style:italic;">Dark Was the Night</span>: This is the only compilation I’m including on this list. It also serves as a who’s who of indie music of the decade. Most of the artists on this list contributed new (or new versions of) songs for this album that raised funds and awareness for AIDS. Nearly every track is incredible.<br /><br />22. Coldplay – <span style="font-style:italic;">A Rush of Blood to the Head</span>: Talk about setting the stage for the decade. Of course they stole all they knew from U2 and Radiohead, but you can’t deny that there are some classic songs on this album (and others).<br /><br />23. Bob Dylan – <span style="font-style:italic;">Modern Times</span>: Not too bad for a musician’s 32nd studio album. It’s great to see the legend return to the blues.<br /><br />24. Andrew Bird – <span style="font-style:italic;">Armchair Apocrypha</span>: If you can ever see his guy live, do it. His looping, insane violining, and general antics are incredible. This is the best of his amazing collection.<br /><br />25. Iron & Wine – <span style="font-style:italic;">Our Endless Numbered Days</span>: Another stage-setter for the decade, this is the epitome of modern folk music.<br /><br />26. Feist – <span style="font-style:italic;">The Reminder</span>: This album has such immense variety from track to track, and it undoubtedly set Leslie Feist as one of the best female singer-songwriters of the decade.<br /><br />27. Sigur Rós – <span style="font-style:italic;">Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust</span>: This Icelandic band is in a category of their own. Their newest album is my favorite, but everything they’ve released is unearthly.<br /><br />28. Rilo Kiley – <span style="font-style:italic;">More Adventurous</span>: Even though the first song on this album is mocking a musician’s pressure to write hits, Rilo Kiley wrote 11 of them here. I especially love that both Jenny Lewis and Blake Sennett (Rilo Kiley’s chief songwriters) wrote a tribute song to Elliott Smith in this album that came out just after his untimely death.<br /><br />29. Ben Folds – <span style="font-style:italic;">Rockin’ the Suburbs</span>: From parodies to ballads, “I'm pissed off but I'm too polite when people break in the McDonald’s line” to the most touching love song of the decade, this is quite possibly the most enjoyable album on this list.<br /><br />30. U2 – <span style="font-style:italic;">All That You Can’t Leave Behind</span>: Proof #1 of the new millennium that U2 is still one of the greatest bands on earth.<br /><br />31. Modest Mouse – <span style="font-style:italic;">Good News for People Who Love Bad News</span>: I’m personally a little over Modest Mouse, especially since they show their hometown Portland such little love, but this is a noteworthy release.<br /><br />32. Monsters of Folk – <span style="font-style:italic;">Monsters of Folk</span>: Not quite equal to the sum of all its parts (Conor Oberst, M. Ward, Jim James of My Morning Jacket, and Mike Mogis of nearly every Saddle Creek release) but still amazing.<br /><br />33. The Faint – <span style="font-style:italic;">Fasciinatiion</span>: On their fifth release, the Faint wrote, recorded, produced, art directed, and released this album totally on their own. Pretty impressive upon listen. <br /><br />34. My Morning Jacket – <span style="font-style:italic;">Evil Urges</span>: Some interesting takes on rock music on this album from one of the few Southern rock bands around these days.<br /><br />35. Guster – <span style="font-style:italic;">Keep It Together</span>: I had to put a Guster album on here. You won’t find them on any other Best-Of list on the great Internet, but I think they deserve to be. They’ve done some interesting things to the pop-rock formula.<br /><br />36. Derek Webb – <span style="font-style:italic;">The Ringing Bell</span>: This is another random pick, but it’s a pop gem. Clocking in at barely over half an hour, it’s a blur of pop mastery.<br /><br />37. Ben Kweller – <span style="font-style:italic;">Ben Kweller</span>: This is an underrated album by an underrated artist. It’s curiously self-titled even though it’s his third release, but maybe the fact that he played all the instruments explains that. His latest release, <span style="font-style:italic;">Changing Horses</span>, a country-focused album, is also great.<br /><br />38. Carbon Leaf – <span style="font-style:italic;">Indian Summer</span>: I’ve listened to my favorite song from this album, “What About Everything?” 90 times according to iTunes (this counts only the times that my computer has played it, not the times it played on a cd in my car or on my iPod). This band works harder than most on this list and probably barely eeks out a living, beside the fact that they’ve put out seven great albums.<br /><br />If you’ve actually read this much, you’re either very interested in an amateur review or you love me very much. Thanks.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/UiGD5htuKa4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-albums-of-decade.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-91104447282822643632009-12-04T20:59:00.000-08:002009-12-04T22:09:07.174-08:00Spoon headlines The Night the Buzz Stole Christmas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sxn4F1ZiuXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xBT51iMHkdI/s1600-h/DSCN5427.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sxn4F1ZiuXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xBT51iMHkdI/s320/DSCN5427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411629206379608434" /></a><br />When a band has been playing music with each other for 15 years, it usually begins to show. Even without the raw talent, the stage act is bound to progress. With a band flowing with talent like Spoon, 15 years of practice certainly adds up.<br /><br />It makes bands that have only been playing together for two years--like Hockey--or six years--like the Bravery--look like inexperienced youngsters. But these bands--Hockey, Metric, the Bravery, and Spoon--all played together at the Night the Buzz Stole Christmas (a local radio station's Christmas show) at the Midland last night.<br /><br />Hockey started off the night, showing their enthusiasm that couldn't be channeled well enough. With their first beats, I knew there was a reason why they were paired with Spoon. They had some neat rhythms, but it was very amateur, and they were shell-shocked by the size of the crowd. Neither the lead singer nor the bassist could clearly speak to the crowd between songs (and they were the only two that tried). The mic sounded fine when they sung, but they clammed up whenever they tried to say anything between songs and it just sounded like "Pzzzz." I thought I heard the bassist saying something about being from Oregon and that this was their first Kansas City show. Yay for the Oregonians, but I'll be looking for this band after they've made three or four stops in this city and have improved their art.<br /><br />Metric changed gears entirely. Fronted by the only woman of the evening, their stage presence was overwhelming. Now that I have wikipedia at my fingertips, I see that they've been making music for over a decade. It shows. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sxn0osAXthI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/g_UQ52aDVPw/s1600-h/DSCN5417.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sxn0osAXthI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/g_UQ52aDVPw/s200/DSCN5417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411625407107020306" /></a>The singer, Emily Haines, captivated the audience, especially the males, in her super short, sparkly, no-back dress. It wasn't just her clothes, though. This lady knew how to rock the stage, and they had the music to back it up. Apparently they sing the song "Help, I'm alive. My heart keeps beating like a hammer" that comes on the radio a lot. Looks like it took them a decade to get any commercial success with their music, which is quite reminiscent to Spoon.<br /><br />The Bravery's emo came next. They had stage presence as well, but they're still young and frankly a bit too emo for me. While they have a couple radio hits, my favorite song was when the lead guitarist took over vocals from the Brandon Flowers wannabe singer and played an almost alt-country song. It isn't that their hit singles are horrible or anything, but they're kind of cliche. Although the song "Just give me something to believe" isn't anything that great, it's anthemic chorus begs to be sung to.<br /><br />After four hours of standing, Spoon finally came on. From the beginning, we could see that this act was going to be different from the other three. These guys are so comfortable on stage--especially frontman Britt Daniel--and utterly captivating. With only four guys and usually only one guitarist (Daniel), they make fuller sounds than most other bands.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sxn4dj48jmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/n-bc2p_UIzk/s1600-h/DSCN5434.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sxn4dj48jmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/n-bc2p_UIzk/s200/DSCN5434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411629613996346978" /></a>Daniel doesn't do anything too fancy with the guitar, but his skill is obvious. I remember seeing him play a solo show (although Janet Weiss of Sleater-Kinney played drums) in his residence Portland last year, and I couldn't stop looking at his abnormally large hands that could play a chord across the entire guitar neck, I swear. Looking at chords to any Spoon song is enough to give you a headache. <br /><br />On stage, Daniel plays intricate lead guitar riffs while singing in his unique vocal style throughout. It's not often that you see a lead singer playing the guitar parts he does.<br /><br />Drummer and producer Jim Eno, who is essentially the other half of Spoon, was emotionless as always, but Daniel carried the weight of the crowd. <br /><br />This was the first show in four months for the band, according to Daniel, but only once did that show. Eno launched into the beating drum intro to "The Underdog," which is probably Spoon's biggest hit, and Daniel screwed up the guitar beyond hope. Eno and keyboardist Eric Harvey kept up with their maraca beat, waiting for Daniel to salvage his off-key mess. It was beyond hope, but when he started the progression over, the song got off to a solid start. Spoon has undoubtedly played this song at every concert in the last three years, so you know they're rusty if they mess it up. <br /><br />Although this show is pretty random, as the band isn't on a tour, they are getting ready to release their seventh album, <span style="font-style:italic;">Transference</span>, in January. Although they did play three or four new songs, never once did they plug their new album in hopes of selling records. Not sure if their record label would agree with me, but I think that's admirable.<br /><br />When I thought their set was maybe halfway over, they waved goodbye and left the stage. Encore and all only added up to an hour, but I guess that's the breaks of a four-band show. I know I've seen Spoon some 3 1/2 times, but I wish they would have given this legendary band that's just getting into their stride some more time.<br /><br />But looking back at Spoon's repertoire, it took the band more than a decade to get any kind of commercial success. It took them a few years to achieve any musical success even by merit, as their first two albums (in my opinion) are better called Pixies wannabes than original works. Once they found their stride, some commercial success followed, and they're walking strong. I wouldn't be surprised if some of these younger bands to follow suit in a few years.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWp5ovNaRKc&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWp5ovNaRKc&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/RumUMexaoTM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/12/spoon-headlines-night-buzz-stole.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-55856317809498639042009-11-08T18:53:00.000-08:002009-11-09T19:45:00.017-08:00An evening with Monsters of Folk, Omaha 10-28-09<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SvjVPyFTqUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zgC1zQ7hjgM/s1600-h/DSCN5309.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SvjVPyFTqUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zgC1zQ7hjgM/s320/DSCN5309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402302220149696834" /></a><br />Walking up to the <a href="http://www.omahaperformingarts.org/opac.asp">Holland Performing Arts Center</a>, I felt under dressed in my jeans and peacoat. The other concertgoers were dressed similarly, not in ball gowns or anything like that. But all of us were dressed much worse than the architecture and furnishings of the grand theater. <br /><br />Unlike most rock shows, including the two times I've seen Conor Oberst live and the one M. Ward concert, this wasn't the typical rundown rock club or even the ballroom-turned-rock club, Crystal Ballroom in Portland. This was the city's elegant symphony hall. Actually, probably the symphony hall for the entire state of Nebraska. Looking at the posters for upcoming concerts, there wasn't likely to be another rock band stopping here anytime in years.<br /><br />But indie supergroup <a href="http://monstersoffolk.com/">Monsters of Folk</a> chose venue this as their heartland stop, and it soon became clear why. When the red velvet curtain parted, four men dressed in three-piece suits were jamming to the first single, "Say Please." So yes, they were dressed for the occasion. But notice also that they were "jamming," a rare verb to be applied to the setting of this theater.<br /><br />The irony was plentiful with the musicians more often seen in cowboy boots (Conor Oberst, Jim James) or a baseball cap (M. Ward). However, even more clear was the excitement of a hometown show. While Jim James calls Kentucky home, and Matt Ward hails from Portland, Conor Oberst and Mike Mogis, the final two members of MOF, were born and raised in Omaha, Nebraska. Even beyond that, the supergroup had their origins in this Midwest town, and they recorded the majority of their recent self-titled album in the studio that sits in the backyard between Mogis and Oberst's houses.<br /><br />While most of my thoughts leading up to the concert were based around the idea, "Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm seeing Conor Oberst play in Omaha!," I also pondered the sentiments that Oberst and Mogis must have been feeling playing in this venue in their hometown. According to the Omaha Globe Herald, the theater welcomed 1,400 guests that evening, and I would imagine that at least a couple hundred of those were friends and family of the two Omahans. And I can imagine that their parents were a good deal more proud of their sons playing in this elegant venue than in the dirty rock clubs they frequently tour.<br /><br />In fact, fellow Omaha musician and a spawn of <a href="http://www.saddle-creek.com/">Saddle Creek Records</a> (that Oberst launched when he was 13 and succeeded to put out all eight Bright Eyes albums as well as many by the Faint, Cursive, Maria Taylor, and Rilo Kiley) Tim Kasher of The Good Life sings about the Orpheum, the sister theater to the Holland in "Leaving Omaha" (also of note is that band's name honors the state of Nebraska, as "the good life" is the state's motto. See photo at right) <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SveN-5wQWAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/07kQQqu37b4/s1600-h/DSCN5253.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SveN-5wQWAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/07kQQqu37b4/s200/DSCN5253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401942389848823810" /></a> <br /><br />All to say that playing in this theater must have been a big deal for these guys.<br /><br />Luckily, it was a big deal for the audience too. That's saying something since we paid $50 a piece to be there. Some crazy people even drove from Kansas City and stayed overnight in a (free) hotel because they had dreamed of seeing Conor Oberst in Omaha all the way from Oregon. But most weren't that crazy.<br /><br />But as the Omaha World-Herald's <span style="font-style:italic;">front page</span> (that's right, there isn't much happening in Omaha and this city is proud of their music) review of the concert the next day said in the lede of the article, "Anyone curious should know: It was well worth it."<br /><br />Three hours, 35 songs, all but one from the MOF album and tracks from each of the songwriter's repertoires greeted the listeners from brilliant acoustics. As I've already said, a rock show in an opera house was a new experience for me, and the acoustics blew me away.<br /><br />Jim James' booming voice was so incredible that it sounded unearthly. I've never been a huge My Morning Jacket (Southern rock band that's James' chief songwriting vehicle) fan, but hearing his voice live was quite an experience. Whether he was singing leads or providing spot-on harmonies behind Conor or M., his voice reigned supreme. <br /><br />But it had to compete with the brilliance of M. Ward's guitar playing. Having always liked M.'s solo work, it wasn't until I saw him live for the first time last fall that I was converted into a true follower. He's without a doubt one of the best guitarists currently performing, and his folk/acoustic work leaves him without any peers instrumentally.<br /><br />While Conor Oberst's vocal sandpaper is incomparable to James' smooth-as-silk voice, and his guitar playing stands no chance when compared to Ward's, he was far from overshadowed. His natural stage presence sometimes brought him to the role of leader, even in the democracy of MOF. He was quick to talk with the audience, dedicating songs to hometown friends like Mike Mogis' wife and Todd Fink (of the Faint. Conor said, "This is for my friend Todd Fink. I'm not sure if he's here tonight or not, but this is for him," then launched into "The Big Picture" while I sat in awe of the fact that I was seeing Conor play a hometown show, dedicating songs to other brilliant Omaha musicians.) Plus, his lyrical skills are unmatched by anyone playing current music. (That's right Dylan, your current lyrics don't even compare to Conor's.) I'm not sure if anyone else in attendance picked up on Conor's fateful change of the lyrics of "We Are Nowhere and It's Now," but I heard "She took a small silver wreath and pinned it onto me. She said this one will bring you love. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Now I know that's not true<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span>, but I keep it for good luck." (Cynical, but oh so Oberstian.)<br /><br />And Mike Mogis, the quiet man that earned the title of <a href="http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-conor-turns-my-way.html">the most awkward person I've ever met in my entire life</a>, too often fades into the back. Never stepping closer than six feet to the nearest microphone, he's easy to miss. But his flawless producing is just as genius, if not more so, than his fellow Monsters. Not to mention the fact that he can play at least two dozen instruments with incredible competency.<br /><br />As the night passed, musicians passed on and off stage. All four began on stage along with their hired drummer, but slowly they fade off and on stage for each songwriter to play solo or in various combinations. And even when one songwriter was playing lead, another would take over on the other's song. For instance, all four men rocked out to Bright Eyes' "At the Very Bottom of Everything," trading lead vocals on verses instead of Conor singing it all. <br /><br />Three hours continued in this way, without an intermission.<br /><br />“If you have to go to the bathroom, just go to the bathroom. If you have to get a beer, do it. We don't mind,” Oberst said. “It was a choice between an intermission and no intermission, and we went with no intermission. You won't hurt our feelings. Everyone's got their needs.”<br /><br />Besides Oberst's shout-outs to local friends and family, the other musicians commented on returning to Omaha as well.<br /><br />“The year was 2004 when the Monsters of Folk met in this great town of Omaha. It's very meaningful to be back here,” Ward said. M. didn't give any kind of shout out to Oregon, though, which disappointed me. I have a feeling he'd be surprised to hear there was another Oregonian in attendance that night.<br /><br />James also honored the city. "We've spent many hundreds of hours here under the careful guidance of Mr. Oberst and Mr. Mogis,” he said. “You did a great job raising these boys.” On that comment each and every Nebraskan in attendance screamed as if they were his or her own sons.<br /><br />I imagine that had I seen MOF in Portland two weeks earlier or in Minneapolis just a day after their stop in Omaha, they would have been just as good. I'm now naming this the best concert I've ever seen for raw musical talent, performance, the excitement of the hometown show, and let's not forget that tireless stamina. But there's something about seeing Conor Oberst in Omaha that is incomparable to anything else.<br /><br />**Photos suck because I was only able to snap about five from my waist, without flash, because the operahouse hawks were patrolling**<br /><br />***I had an excellent adventure in Omaha, which was of course capped off by this concert. I hope to post photos and stories from my pilgrimage in an upcoming post.***<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/l8lKOuxd-Ok" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com1http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/11/evening-with-monsters-of-folk-omaha-10.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-36689395846329666272009-10-12T18:34:00.000-07:002009-10-14T19:52:17.753-07:00Wilco (The Concert)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/StaNFzqq26I/AAAAAAAAAIo/82sD4k3yz40/s1600-h/DSCN5062.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/StaNFzqq26I/AAAAAAAAAIo/82sD4k3yz40/s400/DSCN5062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392652734730787746" /></a><br />This concert was about three years in the making for me. <a href="http://wilcoworld.net/">Wilco</a> tours constantly, but for some reason I kept missing them when they came to Oregon. I even have a promotional poster from a show they played in Bend that has been teasing me from my wall for the last year. I snagged the cheap-paper poster from a light post in Southeast Portland even though I didn't make it to that show.<br /><br />Finally, after I knew I was moving to Kansas City, I saw that they were touring the Midwest. Granted, at an outdoor show in October in the Midwest is crazy, but it was still Wilco. After all this time I finally got to see what the hype was about their live show.<br /><br />It's not just hype. I've seen a lot of concerts, but musically their performance at Grinders on Oct. 6 is up there on my list. They aren't flashy. They find no need for fancy backdrops or nonsensical banter, but they know how to play a brilliant rock show. It helps that they are six incredible musicians with a decade and a half of experience playing together (for most of the band).<br /><br />They began the set with "Wilco (The Song)." I guess that if a band writes a song about themselves, they're fated to opening every subsequent live set with that song. No complaints because it's a good song, despite the ironic cheesiness. <br /><br />While I'd heard that the band has quite the sense of humor and truly cares about its audience, they didn't speak a word between songs for the first eight or nine songs. They didn't need to. The music spoke for itself.<br /><br />Wilco played democratically from the newest album (<span style="font-style:italic;">Wilco (The Album)</span>) and dug back in the vaults more than a decade, including playing songs from <span style="font-style:italic;">Mermaid Avenue</span>, Wilco and Billy Bragg's interpretation of Woody Guthrie's unrecorded lyrics.<br /><br />On songs old and new, lead guitarist Nels Cline made any other guitarist's solos look like a joke. Called "one of the best guitarists in any genre" by David Carr of the New York Times (<a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/05/arts/music/05carr.html?_r=1&th&emc=th">article here</a>), Cline proved that he deserved this title. But it wasn't just the flashy guitar riffs. Each musician proved himself at the top of his instrument, including the two keyboardists/weird sound makers. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/StaNmg6lHjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SKaEBLFNZYs/s1600-h/DSCN5064.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/StaNmg6lHjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SKaEBLFNZYs/s200/DSCN5064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392653296632929842" /></a><br /><br />Amidst the stellar instrumentation, one thing stood above it all. Lead singer and songwriter Jeff Tweedy remained in control of the show. But Tweedy has far from the most booming voice in rock music. His gentle voice instead allowed room for more emotion than I could explain. Tweedy is in absolute control of his voice, whether in a soft, almost whisper, or a raucous scream. I've never seen anything quite like it.<br /><br />Despite the lack of conversation in the beginning, Wilco eventually had plenty to say between nearly every song. Tweedy even addressed those screaming requests. Showing the band's passion for politics, Tweedy advised the audience to take a democratic poll while the band was backstage at the encore. While the poll didn't take place as expected, a request was decided upon, and Tweedy even joked about the UN coming in to observe our democratic practices.<br /><br />Through the freezing weather (really, it snowed only a few miles away four days after the show. I know Wilco's from Chicago and this probably isn't cold to them, but that's ridiculous. October is too late for an outdoor show in the Midwest.) and the good humor of band and audience alike, nothing stood through as much as the music. Excellent instrumentalists yet with a vocalist in great control of his voice, Wilco is one of the best bands currently making music. And it's good to see that their live show exhibits just that: the music.<br /><br />Two videos I took that still don't give justice:<br /><br />Wilco - "I am Trying to Break Your Heart"<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZDN-1oeRvJk&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZDN-1oeRvJk&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Wilco - "I'll Fight"<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAdWLy86M5E&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAdWLy86M5E&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/uCY1iIiyOi8" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com1http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/10/wilco-concert.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-42765553875569571172009-09-26T20:03:00.001-07:002009-09-26T21:35:53.077-07:00Monsters of Folk album review<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sr7qhQjIGbI/AAAAAAAAAIY/lqyH6uddmjE/s1600-h/20090915_monstersoffolk.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sr7qhQjIGbI/AAAAAAAAAIY/lqyH6uddmjE/s320/20090915_monstersoffolk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386000061480573362" /></a>Find the fallacy:<br /><br />If 1+1+1+1=4,<br /><br />then one great indie songwriter + one great indie songwriter + one great indie songwriter + one great indie producer = four great indie musicians.<br /><br />Answer: The equation is not correct in all possible scenarios because Conor Oberst + Matt Ward + Jim James + Mike Mogis = so much more than four great indie musicians. They're the <a href="http://monstersoffolk.com/">Monsters of Folk</a>.<br /><br />That said, if this band were even close to the sum of its parts, the world wouldn't have survived past the Sept. 22 release date because it would be blown away by creative genius. Luckily, we've survived because it's not humanly possible for anything to be four times as good as a single one of these artists. <br /><br />Some five years ago, Oberst, Ward, James and Mogis collaborated for a short stint of east coast tour dates. The group only played a few shows then they separated again to their own highly successful creative endeavors. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conor_Oberst">Oberst</a> jumped back in with his band <a href="http://www.thisisbrighteyes.com/content/?cat=2">Bright Eyes</a>, which could nearly be called Oberst's personal pseudonym along with two other regular contributors, including Mogis. Oberst would also go on create two "solo" albums with <a href="http://www.conoroberst.com/news/">Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band</a> within a few years. Ward continued to be a solo guitar virtuoso in a generation with few representatives, playing as <a href="http://mwardmusic.com/">M. Ward</a> and later collaborating with actress <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zooey_Deschanel">Zooey Deschanel</a> for the critically acclaimed She & Him. James' southern rock band <a href="http://mymorningjacket.com/">My Morning Jacket</a> launched into its most successful years yet, and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Mogis">Mogis</a> jumped back in with Bright Eyes while producing albums by everyone from Rilo Kiley to the Faint (pretty much anyone who has stepped foot in the state of Nebraska in the last decade--and that's a compliment).<br /><br />When the musicians played this short tour, they realized how much fun it was to collaborate together with like minds and planned to rendezvous again later. They didn't necessarily promise an album, but they hoped to get together again soon. They didn't plan a full five year break, but they also didn't plan to be as successful as each and every one of them was in those years.<br /><br />Earlier this year, they gathered in the musical mecca of Omaha, Neb. with no particular goal in mind. What emerged was "Monsters of Folk," the self-titled album that was released Tuesday.<br /><br />Back on that short east coast tour, they referred to themselves jokingly by the lofty title Monsters of Folk. It was never an official title, and they didn't particularly want it to be. But when they went to give themselves an official name, nothing else worked. They've admitted that the title is a gag, but I think that if each of them comprehends the slightest of their individual talent, they won't be as ashamed of that name and critics can stop scoffing it.<br /><br />The album itself isn't an absolute surprise. Each songwriter has five songs on the final cut, and they sing leads on their songs, with the others adding vocals. "Losin Yo Head" would be at home on My Morning Jacket's 2008 album "Evil Urges." "Slow Down Jo" could have been placed in the middle of Ward's album "Hold Time" released earlier this year (or it would have fit blasting out of a transistor radio in 1940, but that goes for just about any song Ward has ever penned). "Temazcal" actually does sound quite like a track on Oberst's first solo album, released last year.<br /><br />But with the Monsters of Folk treatment, these tracks aren't just solo tracks. While the songwriter generally sings lead, sometimes the other singers trade off verses, and they always contribute background harmonies. This may sound like nothing, and if that's the case, listen to one song by each of these three four singers (Try "Vincent O'Brien" for Ward, "Road to Joy" for Oberst, and "I'm Amazed" for James--youtube links at bottom). They have very distinct voices, with Oberst's raucous growl (That Bright Eyes video has a classic Oberst lyric: "I could have been a famous singer if I had someone else's voice. But failure always sounded better, let's fuck it up boys make some noise!") blending with Ward's melting ice cream voice. James' more conventionally tasteful range rounds out the sound, lending an effect that doesn't blend at all. On any given note you can pick out each singer in the harmony.<br /><br />The supergroup has the most success when the songwriters' individual styles aren't as evident. This isn't often as I could pick out from literally the first note on my first listen of the album who wrote each song (that's how distinct their songwriting is as well), but when it does happen, it's great. The first single "Say Please" is an example of this. Ward's voice booms out first, but the singers alternate verses, choruses and even the exclamations of "darlin'" in absolute democracy. "Whole Lotta Losin'" owes more to the early rock & roll of Buddy Holly and Chuck Berry than any of these songwriters, and it shines because of that. This track also allows for the most truth in the Traveling Wilburys comparisons.<br /><br />While it most definitely isn't a sum of its parts, it is excellent songwriting, production, and most of all, it brought about a challenge that these artists needed at this point in their careers. Not only did they step out of their comfort zone by playing every instrument on the record (not bad for four guitarists), the diverse songwriting brought each musician out of his box. James' lyrics have often, for lack of a more descriptive word, sucked. Likewise, Oberst has written some pretty sucky melodies. But together, James' deep melodies with Oberst's unparalleled lyrics make an unbeatable song. And while Ward is possibly the best folk guitarist currently playing, sometimes his songwriting doesn't allow for his natural instrumental and vocal talent to show. The few times when I couldn't instantly name the vocal were when Ward was singing in a range that his own songwriting has never allowed for, and the effect was great. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sr7qt1faaDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_S1pyO2LS5w/s1600-h/monstersoffolk.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sr7qt1faaDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_S1pyO2LS5w/s200/monstersoffolk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386000277555537970" /></a><br /><br />The cynicism is great amid this album--just the word supergroup has such connotations. While these four guys may not equal the combined power of George Harrison, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, Roy Obison and Jeff Lynne, I honestly would have a hard time thinking of a better indie dream team (just for fun I'd throw in Ben Gibbard, Jeff Tweedy, and Colin Meloy, but now we've got too much creativity for an entire children's book). <br /><br />And to combat the arguments about the ridiculous name, I ask this: If not these guys, who are the monsters of folk? Even Bob Dylan doesn't stick to the folk genre anymore, and precious few have tried to carry on the torch. These four men are among the very few that have dabbled (dabbled is the key--they sure aren't true folk, certainly not on this album) successfully into this genre in recent years, and for that reason, they absolutely deserve to be called the monsters of the genre.<br /><br /><br />To get a small sample of their brilliance, check out this video:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnL96oSKVSc&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnL96oSKVSc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Examples of each songwriter individually:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PopVFTRfHJQ&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PopVFTRfHJQ&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/23d2qee4lG4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/23d2qee4lG4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AzdoOGUsEKg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AzdoOGUsEKg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/LHb2gHMfFoo" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/09/monsters-of-folk-album-review_26.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-11717558609175213302009-08-18T22:47:00.001-07:002009-08-18T23:16:47.419-07:00How can the creator of "OK Computer" veer away from the album format?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://indieuniverse.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/radiohead-797135.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://indieuniverse.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/radiohead-797135.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />How can the creator of "OK Computer" veer away from the album format?<br /><br />That's all I really want to ask, but I will elaborate. Radiohead frontman and mastermind Thom Yorke recently told <a href="http://www.believermag.com/">The Believer</a>, "I always hated CDs ... I'm happy to see the CD format disappear."<br /><br />No need to jump to conclusions with that statement because CDs have been criticized at the fact that they deteriorate after only a few hours and many people still prefer the classic sound of vinyl. However, what he goes on to say further in the interview is troubling. You can find a full transcript <a href="http://stereogum.com/archives/radiohead-lp-not-coming-anytime-soon_083631.html">here</a>.<br /><br />He mentions the desire to explore individual genres in an EP format, which is respectable and intriguing. But he also goes on more: "None of us want to go into that creative hoo-ha of a long-play record again. Not straight off."<br /><br />Yorke dabbles into some vague territory about some bright new plan to release music differently in the technological age (which is saying something after <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_rainbows#Release">what they did</a> with their last release "In Rainbows." This is all interesting, and maybe I'm underestimating this great band. They may have a brilliant plan. Likely they do.<br /><br />But on the off chance that they don't, I'm worried about their discussion of ditching the album format.<br /><br />Let's revisit Radiohead's third LP release, "OK Computer." Yes, their first two were excellent and certainly put them on the map in both Britain and abroad, but this record shot them completely off the map. With all the talk of aliens on this album, they could very well be some themselves, explaining the unearthly work. It's the ultimate album, in my opinion, in that it stays on a broad theme while exploring different aspects. The music is absolutely flawless, lyrics inspiring, and execution incredible. This is the best album of the last 20 years, if I have the power to declare it so.<br /><br />Unfortunately, my word doesn't mean much, so let's consult these people:<br /><blockquote>Allmusic: 5/5<br />Rolling Stone: 5/5 (a 2009 revisit)<br />Pitchfork Media: 10/10 (this is unspeakably rare. Pitchfork is incredibly critical.)<br />NME: 10/10</blockquote><br />All this to say: Radiohead, I'll allow you to make a couple of EPs and drop a few singles, but you better get that creative LP juice going again because there's nothing like a solid album. And there's absolutely nothing like "OK Computer."<br /><br /><br />To check out Radiohead's latest attempt at a single song, check out their track "These Are My Twisted Words" that got dropped last week. It appeared in the following format on a Radiohead fan site:<br /><blockquote>iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiii radiohead - these are my twisted words iiiiiii<br />iiiiiii iiiiiii<br />iiii artist.......radiohead iiii<br />iiii title........these are my twisted words iiii<br />iiii label........?????????? iiii<br />iiii cat.nr.......????????? iiii<br />iiii style........'dificult' iiii<br />iiii nr of tracks.1 iiii<br />iiii total length..5.32 iiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiii audio source.CD Advance iiii<br />iiii encoder......LAME 3.93 iiii<br />iiii quality......320kbps/44.1kHz/Joint Stereo iiii<br />iiii size.........12,70 MB iiii<br />iiii ripper.......sca[GG]er iiii<br />iiii rls.date.....2009-08-17 iiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiii i just wanted to reassure readers iiii<br />iiii that following representations iiii<br />iiii seeking confirmation iiii<br />iiii that before your very eyes iiii<br />iiii behind the wall of ice iiii<br />iiii that the box is not under threat iiii<br />iiii however they are set to remove iiii<br />iiii other boxes iiii<br />iiii in fact i have the list in front of me iiii<br />iiii i went to a briefing on their plans iiii<br />iiii and challenged them to tell me iiii<br />iiiii exactly what the cost would be iiiiiii<br />iiiiii iiiiiiii<br />iiiiiii they spoke in broad terms iiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiii we're looking for: talented puppeteers iiiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiii worms, disgruntled executives, sacked flies iiiiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiii genres: doomcore, folktronica, ukf iiiiiiii<br />iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii</blockquote><br /><br />After the indie bloggers argued it up for a few days, Radiohead multi-instrumentalist Jonny Greenwood cleared the record and took ownership of the song on behalf of the band. I think Radiohead can't hide at all with their unique style, but it's nice to know for certain. Maybe this hide-and-go-seek game is their idea of album releases. Regardless, no complaints because they're giving it away free <a href="http://www.radiohead.com/deadairspace/index.php?c=497">here</a>.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/UewHDzznFdk" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-can-creator-of-ok-computer-veer.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-55853039171226518272009-08-11T20:43:00.000-07:002009-08-11T21:20:58.128-07:00Coldplay at the Clark County Amphtheater July 10<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SoI-O2B1bDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nSmI-dn9APs/s1600-h/DSCN4704.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SoI-O2B1bDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nSmI-dn9APs/s200/DSCN4704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368922130521353266" /></a>Coldplay is the biggest band in the world right now. Believe me, I wish that I could say that Wilco is the biggest band in the world, or the Shins, or the Decemberists, or even Radiohead or U2 or R.E.M., but that's not an accurate statement. Right now, and probably for my generation, Coldplay has the top tier. Note that this absolutely does not mean that they are the best, but they are the "biggest."<br /><br />And really, they aren't very good. Musically, their work isn't very diverse. Granted, <span style="font-style:italic;">Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends</span> is quite good, but as a whole, they aren't even that great of musicians. Although I must say that Chris Martin was doing some pretty cool improvisations on the piano, which made me wonder why he sticks to the boring block chords in studio albums. But they certainly know how to put on a show and give their loyal fans (which I'll admit isn't me) what they deserve.<br /><br />So this review is incredibly late. The show was over a month ago (July 10). But I keep thinking about it despite the fact that I've been to two or three shows since then (and no, this certainly wasn't better than Jon Foreman's performance--see below--but honestly, it may have beat out the Decemberists).<br /><br />Coldplay is a huge band, but I'm not sure it's completely gone to their head. Indeed, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Rush_of_Blood_to_the_Head">a rush of blood has gone to their head</a>, but I'm not sure of more than that.<br /><br />They played for about an hour, then they started running up the crowd toward us. The thousands of people in the crowd were going nuts. They stop about 3/4 way through the seated audience, and a piano pops up from a trapdoor. They played three or four songs from here.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SoI-E-WA-UI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Z690xDjM1GU/s1600-h/DSCN4711.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SoI-E-WA-UI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Z690xDjM1GU/s320/DSCN4711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368921960954788162" /></a>After another spirited performance on the grand stage, they again darted into the crowd. Up where we were in the lawn area it was hard to see where the band had gone. Then, out of nowhere, they appeared in the lawn area. They were literally exactly where we were standing but on the left side instead of the right. I was cursing our luck of choosing to sit on the right side instead of the left when I realized that my sister and several of our other blanketmates were out of sight. Just as an image flashed through my imagination of my sister appearing on the giant screen with Chris Martin, they started performing from up there. The first song was a folk song that wouldn't have been out of place on an 18th century fishing boat that was actually sung by the drummer. It was quite interesting.<br /><br />I think perhaps the most intriguing part of the whole concert for me was the community experience. There aren't many times in our current world of hundreds of TV channels when thousands of people are experiencing the same exact thing at the same exact time. I've been to a couple big shows before, but nothing was like this giant sold-out amphitheater experience.<br /><br />Coldplay kept the energy up the whole time and kept yelling specifically for the people way up in the lawn, which is unique. Their humility was obvious, and that is extremely impressive for the biggest band in the world.<br /><br /><br />*For a taste of the live experience and the biggest band in the world's humility, check out the live album they're giving away on <a href="http://www.coldplay.com/lrlrl/lr.html">their website</a> right now*<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QI5MSCijPx8&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QI5MSCijPx8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvQix0VcJOA&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvQix0VcJOA&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />Kristen also guest stars in this video.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/xiqnwzS2Bfg" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com1http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/08/coldplay-at-clark-county-amphtheater.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-91439591527393532112009-08-08T21:46:00.000-07:002009-08-08T23:06:52.481-07:00Portland music tourI don't know if it's the good coffee, the high quantity of microbreweries or its proximity to both mountains and the ocean, but Portland, Ore. is a magnet for indie music. I'm confident that there's not a city in the U.S. that has a more vibrant music scene than Portland. There are locally brewed bands like the Decemberists who play free shows for their city from time to time. Late singer/songwriter Elliott Smith lived in the Rose City for the majority of his life. Even Death Cab for Cutie, who are so proud of being from Seattle, must admit that 1/4 of their band--guitarist Chris Walla--resides in Portland. Modest Mouse calls it their home, and M. Ward lives here as well. It's such a hot spot that bands like the Shins have relocated from New Mexico to Portland, and legends from Peter Buck (of R.E.M.) and Johnny Marr (of the Smiths) have made Portland their home.<br /><br />All this to say that Portland is known for its busy music scene not only for smaller local bands like Blind Pilot or Blitzen Trapper but also indie rock A-listers. How many Decemberists fans can say they saw the band play in their hometown while the bands' kids played ring-around-the-rosy at the side of the stage?<br /><br />Now I don't want to be creepy and track down anyone like a stalker, but I did want to fully experience all that my city could offer and walk the same steps that these musicians have tracked. I embarked on a Portland music tour. Much of it centers around Elliott Smith since he wrote such autobiographical songs that were deeply rooted in Oregon, but some of the other musicians make an appearance as well.<br /><br />The following were the stops today, in the order that we made them:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5fAvg2BoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/f5oI2P2Pmic/s1600-h/DSCN4828.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5fAvg2BoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/f5oI2P2Pmic/s200/DSCN4828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367832272231073410" /></a>1. Condor Avenue - This street in Southwest Portland is the setting for <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elliott_Smith">Elliott Smith</a>'s song "Condor Avenue" off of his first album, <span style="font-style:italic;">Roman Candle</span>. He supposedly wrote the song when he was 17, which would make sense because my best deductions (based on the fact that he went to Lincoln High School and his father was well-off), he may have lived somewhere near the West Hills when he was a teenager. This song is somewhat rare in Elliott's repertoire in that it's a clear story. The narrator has an argument with a girl over something petty, and next thing he knows she has taken the Oldsmobile and driven it over Condor Avenue. The road sign here shows the complexities of finding this location as there are in fact two Condor Avenues, but there actually is a cliff that a car could drive off of.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5fKEUrB2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/SbfJkiXJGuY/s1600-h/DSCN4829.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5fKEUrB2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/SbfJkiXJGuY/s200/DSCN4829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367832432435988322" /></a>2. Lincoln High School - Elliott graduated from here in 1987, where he got good grades, played the clarinet in the marching band and got his first experience in rock bands. Unfortunately, he also started down the long road of alcohol and drugs. A more recent Lincoln grad unconnected to Elliott besides the timeless bond of music worked to create a small memorial at the school. We could barely peek in the window since it was a Saturday in the summer, but you can see a better picture of the plaque and the story behind it <a href="http://localcut.wweek.com/2006/07/21/former-lincoln-student-honors-elliott-smith/">here</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5fpM0vvDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OLgLQuuJjdQ/s1600-h/DSCN4833.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5fpM0vvDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/OLgLQuuJjdQ/s200/DSCN4833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367832967293942834" /></a>3. Nuevo Mexico - Lunch time while on a Portland music tour means a taco at Nuevo Mexico, the taco cart recently opened by ex-Shins drummer Jesse Sandoval. The Shins surprised the world with a new lineup three months ago at their <a href="http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/05/shins-crystal-ballroom-may-6-2009.html">Portland show</a>, with the drummer and keyboardist that have been with the quartet from day one, no longer Shins. Frontman James Mercer told Pitchfork, "I started to have production ideas that basically required some other people." That sounds like a nice way to say he wanted better talent. Sandoval surely has plenty of money to live on, so instead he's going back to his roots and has opened a taco cart. His family owned one as a child, so this is a way to bring his New Mexican roots to the Northwest, on SW 3rd and Stark to be exact. Unfortunately, Nuevo Mexico wasn't open on Saturdays, so Pita Pit it was.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5hslkDTNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3cPLeGj9jzw/s1600-h/DSCN4834.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5hslkDTNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3cPLeGj9jzw/s200/DSCN4834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367835224497671378" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5h4rd3eII/AAAAAAAAAGw/MXbqaSvVZpA/s1600-h/DSCN4836.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5h4rd3eII/AAAAAAAAAGw/MXbqaSvVZpA/s200/DSCN4836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367835432240773250" /></a>4. Sixth and Powell - We really didn't mean to, but it turns out that we were making a pilgrimage to Elliott Smith's drug dealer on this one. He mentions the intersection 6th and Powell in the song "Needle in the Hay," and it's only upon more diligent listening that we noticed that he's probably singing about going to a drug dealer here:<br /><blockquote>Now on the bus<br />Nearly touching<br />This dirty retreat<br /><br />Falling out<br />6th and Powell<br />A dead sweat in my teeth<br /><br />Going to walk, walk, walk<br />Four more blocks<br />Plus the one in my brain<br /><br />Down downstairs<br />To the man<br />He's going to make it all ok</blockquote><br />Oops. Turns out there's this awesome mansion just over the Ross Island Bridge. The rest of the neighborhood looks sketchy, which explains the lyrics, but the actual intersection of 6th and Powell is closest to the cool mansion.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5jlilSd-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lizSjejS_t8/s1600-h/DSCN4837.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5jlilSd-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lizSjejS_t8/s200/DSCN4837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367837302461724642" /></a>5. Ladd's Addition - A house that Elliott shared with friends in the 1990s near Southeast 16th and Division. We didn't know any more about which house it was, but we had a good time imagining. This house is a good example of the intertwining of Portland music: Shins frontman James Mercer now lives in the house, having moved in without realizing that it was the former home of yet another Portland legend. Supposedly Modest Mouse frontman Isaac Brock lives around the corner.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5kjtsut_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4ZKuqFk4H1c/s1600-h/DSCN4838.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5kjtsut_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4ZKuqFk4H1c/s200/DSCN4838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367838370597615602" /></a>6. Alameda - This turned out to be a super fancy neighborhood in Northeast Portland. Elliott sings a song called "Alameda" that goes like this:<blockquote>You walk down Alameda<br />Shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone</blockquote> Not sure any more significance than that, but it was exciting nonetheless.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5lKHGMVmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/M6Ci9flIM34/s1600-h/DSCN4839.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sn5lKHGMVmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/M6Ci9flIM34/s200/DSCN4839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367839030250329698" /></a>7. Alberta Court - Chris Walla of Death Cab for Cutie is a major producer in the indie world, having left his print on works by the Decemberists, Tegan and Sara, along with Death Cab itself. His studio, which is in his house, is called <a href="http://www.hallofjusticerecording.com/studio.html">Alberta Court</a>, and while I know no more than that, I bet it's on the street called Alberta Court.<br /><br />That may look like a collage of street corners (that almost all have to do with Elliott Smith), it's a small proof of the spread of good music throughout this city. Do a search for indie music, and make a count of how many come from Portland.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/gWx4BahC2qc" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com1http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/08/portland-music-tour.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-39235295274095625712009-08-01T18:36:00.001-07:002009-08-01T22:42:10.824-07:00Switchfoot at the Crystal Ballroom; Jon Foreman at the Max stop, July 31, 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SnT4VC1GCUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Efz77pu8yMg/s1600-h/DSCN4812.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SnT4VC1GCUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Efz77pu8yMg/s320/DSCN4812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365186096525609282" border="0"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SnT4HJZYDRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j0YfeLrgYM4/s1600-h/DSCN4793.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SnT4HJZYDRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j0YfeLrgYM4/s320/DSCN4793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365185857770229010" border="0"></a><br />There are so many strange factors to this tour: <br /><br />1. <a href="http://switchfoot.com/">Switchfoot</a> is releasing a new album in three months. It's standard for bands to tour the new album, so expect a tour in late fall. They'll tour again about six months after the album came out to reengage interest, and then if they have a long pause in their production schedule until the next album comes out, there may be another random tour in there, too. But it's unusual for a band to tour just three months before an album. Random timing.<br />2. It's a purposeful tour in that it's called "Crazy Making," and it's supposedly a co-headlining tour with <a href="http://www.blueoctoberfan.com/approachingnormal/">Blue October</a>.<br />3. Blue October has had one major hit, with one (maybe two) others making radio appearances. They're not very talented. Switchfoot has had 10 successful singles (conservative guess stabbing in the dark), and they were the opener that only played for an hour. What a joke. I'd guess that 80 percent of the crowd was there for Switchfoot judging by the noise, signs, and pre-show chant. None of the sort for Blue October.<br />4. One of Blue October's shirts had a defacing picture of Jesus on the cross. They're not a spiritual band at all that I can see. I'm not one to take offense to that, but that's just a little strange when paired with Switchfoot and some of the Christian-bubble folk they attracted. (I need to pause here to say that Switchfoot does not conform to the Christian bubble at all, but that doesn't mean none of their crowd does. Instead, I'd say they bring up questions that anyone who's trying to live a life on earth deals with.)<br /><br />Despite all the factors, obviously this tour is real and actually happening. Blue October with Switchfoot, but really it was just Switchfoot playing a highly energetic hour-long set, a large portion of the crowd leaving, then Blue October still thinking very highly of themselves (somehow).<br /><br />Before I get any further, I need to say that if you read nothing else, skip below to read about why Jon Foreman is now #1 on my list of nicest and most real musicians (well, Carbon Leaf is up there too). But continuing...<br /><br />Let's just ignore Blue October. That's what they deserve anyway.<br /><br />Like I said, it's an interesting time for Switchfoot to be touring. I'd heard that their new album (<a href="http://switchfoot.com/email/hh.html">Hello Hurricane</a>) is totally done, so I was expecting that maybe they would focus on brand new songs. They did play two or three new tunes, but the majority of the songs were actually from their album <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_beautiful_letdown">The Beautiful Letdown</a>, which I would go so far as to call a classic, at least in my own library. However, it's now approaching three albums ago. They played only one (maybe two, depending on my memory) song from their latest album.<br /><br />Now I suppose this isn't that unusual as many times when a band goes on a tour at a random time like this, they often dig deep into their songbooks and even throw some interesting covers in (see Shins posting below). The timing of this tour just surprised me.<br /><br />Summing up those last few paragraphs of rambling, they featured a great setlist of classic Foot songs.<br /><br />I have never seen Switchfoot live before but have wanted to for at least seven years. They've come to Eugene when I've been in Portland, and Portland when I've been in Roseburg. Meanwhile, I'd heard that they are at their best live and put on pretty breathtaking shows. I'd now echo that statement.<br /><br />Keep in mind that it was about 90 degrees in Portland yesterday (Switchfoot is from San Diego, and they couldn't stop talking about how hot it was). The Crystal Ballroom does not have air conditioning. True statement. It had to be at least 110 degrees in there and bodies sponging up against each other. <br /><br />Frontman Jon Foreman said twice, "If we pass out, you guys keep going." But pass out he did not; instead, he put on an intensely energetic show. <br /><br />Switchfoot takes generous influence from U2 in many ways, but never was it clearer than seeing them live. Jon could have been a younger Bono at times in his stage presence and booming voice. ("Hey, Bono, glad you asked. Life is still worth living.")<br /><br />This band puts on a great show, but even more so, they promote good causes and get people thinking about important questions like what is love? how are we spending our time on earth? what are our possessions?<br /><br />I know they're mainstream and can be annoying (yes). Just give 'em a chance.<br /><br />Now, on to what I really want to talk about. I paid $35 (it was rough) to see one of my favorite bands play for an hour. Not too bad, but I figured I might as well stick around for the other band. I did and lasted three songs, was disgusted both by the band and the emo crowd, so I decided to head out. I walked by Switchfoot's tour bus on the way to my car and saw a couple of the guys. Let me pause to say that Jon Foreman pretty much is Switchfoot. He writes all the songs and is quite talented (though his brother Tim is the bassist, he doesn't do much composing to my knowledge.) So a couple of the guys were around, and I got them to sign my ticket stub. But I could tell that Jon hadn't come out yet because fans were obviously waiting for something.<br /><br />I was by the bus for maybe five minutes when Jon comes out clutching an acoustic guitar. Some people suggested we walk to Pioneer Square for brilliant acoustics, so we started that way, Jon strumming "Hey Jude" to an impromptu sing along as we went (see video below). Jon, not being a Portlander used to walking the downtown, suggested we stop by a Max stop instead of going the extra four blocks there. The Max wouldn't let us on because there were some 50 of us, and we couldn't all get on while the doors were open. So there we were at the Galleria/SW 10th stop in a little nook by a store apparently called the Real Mother Goose, where he played a private acoustic concert to the dedicated fans. As you can see in the video below, it appears that he truly is the real Mother Goose.<br /><br />He asked someone to get out a piece of paper and pen and to pass it around the group. "That will be the set list," he said.<br /><br />He played for about an hour, focusing on his <a href="http://jonforeman.com/">solo stuff</a>, but also playing others like "The Shadow Proves the Sunshine" and, to my surprise, "Only Hope," which was marked Switchfoot's entrance to success some ten years ago with the <span style="font-style: italic;">Walk to Remember</span> soundtrack.<br /><br />He also spoke very candidly with fans in a conversation, but most importantly, he wanted to emphasize that concerts like these are what makes him do what he does. He said something along the lines of, "There are no tickets, no money, no merchandise." Only music, a musician, and listeners. A brilliant combination.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xkK8RGhUFM0&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xkK8RGhUFM0&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br />An example of the intimacy of the performance. This is one of the best-known songs, which explains why you hear the crowd more than Jon. The focusing on random people was supposed to be a panning of the crowd to show that there were only some 40 people there. And the whirring about halfway through was the Max going by, which it did about once every two minutes of course...haha<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0g0a405yMOs&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0g0a405yMOs&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br />The exodus from Crystal Ballroom to the acoustic site, playing a sing-along version of "Hey Jude" along the way. This is my attempt to show what a crazy sensation it was to be following a rock star with an acoustic guitar, singing along to one of the best songs of all time, with a crowd of some 40 people in downtown Portland at night.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/fVXr6h2RUts" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com2http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/08/switchfoot-at-crystal-ballroom-jon.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-54816612997301539992009-05-18T10:31:00.000-07:002009-08-01T22:48:26.559-07:00Nothing is Impervious<a href="http://www.fatcaddyrecords.com/site/wp-content/gallery/logo/logo_paste.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 110px;" src="http://www.fatcaddyrecords.com/site/wp-content/gallery/logo/logo_paste.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Journalism has been drowning for quite a while now, with many of the best newspapers now only kitty litter. But I never considered the fact that the recession and our society's lack of appreciation for quality journalism to touch rock journalism, let alone my favorite independent magazine, Paste. However, a few days ago, I got a desperate plea in my inbox. It looked something like this: <a href="www.pastemagazine.com/savepaste">www.pastemagazine.com/savepaste</a><br /><br />I've been a long supporter of saving our nation's journalism, going more drastic than most in my call for action. I think that instead of helping out major auto corporations that chose to ignore the need to design fuel-efficient cars, the government should help save the fourth estate instead. You can find my opinion <a href="http://media.www.upbeacon.net/media/storage/paper1193/news/2009/04/16/Opinions/Bail-Out.The.Fourth.Estate-3714404.shtml">here</a> (albeit I wrote this literally the day the newspaper was published in about 15 minutes).<br />Nonetheless, I'm not sure what I feel about a desperate plea. Paste has always been a different sort of medium that cares more about its readers and indeed has more of a relationship with them, which is very admirable. Ignoring whatever mixed feelings I may have about the plea, the fact that it is needed is deeply troubling. Journalism may fail to continue in print form, but if it ever diminishes in quality or quantity of media, we have a major problem.<br /><br />Even if this is a "frivolous" entertainment magazine, it plays a major role in the promotion of art, culture, and music, and provides a voice. A society without voices is nothing. Or maybe it's a totalitarian government. This seems extreme, but I assure you that it is not. The demise of journalism is a major issue today and one that we should all be caring about much more.<br /><br />I may not be writing my check to the magazine, but I've been a devoted reader for three years and am currently unemployed. I'm not sure that writing checks is the answer, but I don't know what is. I just hope that our government begins to see the significance of this issue.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/dx0MazXn9fM" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-is-impervious.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-66939015175068197372009-05-07T16:01:00.000-07:002009-05-11T21:38:04.209-07:00The Shins, Crystal Ballroom, May 6, 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sgj8vh-8nqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UzOKWm-OAp0/s1600-h/DSCN4581.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sgj8vh-8nqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UzOKWm-OAp0/s400/DSCN4581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334791652126793378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sgj8Qn6q54I/AAAAAAAAAEo/D56EUGQG8-Y/s1600-h/DSCN4588.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Sgj8Qn6q54I/AAAAAAAAAEo/D56EUGQG8-Y/s400/DSCN4588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334791121143523202" /></a><br /><br />Sometimes if a band goes two years without touring or two and a half without releasing an album, their fans will lose interest in them. But that band is not the Shins. <br /><br />While on a short tour of the two U.S. coasts, the Shins are in the middle of a two-night stop in their hometown--Portland. The band made some comments about being rusty and forgetting how to perform live, but it was obvious that their fans had not forgotten them or the notes that blasted from the speakers one bit.<br /><br />However, as much as the fans remembered their favorite band clearly in their minds, the Shins have changed considerably since they last performed in public in the summer of 2007. The Shins, once a four-person group from Albequerque, New Mexico, added Eric Johnson of the Fruit Bats to their ranks before making their last album. Little did the fans know that the rest of the band was transforming as well. Keyboardist Marty Crandall, who played with the Shins since thir Albequerque beginnings, got bad press for alleged domestic assault of his then-girlfriend in January 2008, and is now mysteriously absent from the lineup. The band has been quiet about this whole blemish. Frontman James Mercer says the alleged crime has nothing to do with Crandall's exit, and it actually sounds more that Mercer was looking for some new talent. Nonetheless, he's gone. Drummer Jesse Sandoval is now also missing, replaced by Joe Plummer, (No joke. This is supposedly his real name, though, and this guy seems a lot cooler than the tax-dodging, famous-for-a-day Joe.) who has played with Modest Mouse in the past.<br /><br />This was a surprise for me but not as big of a surprise as Mercer's change of demeanor. When I saw the Shins in February of 2007, I barely remember Mercer speaking a word. He might have said "Thank you" once between songs, but Crandall did most of the chatting between songs. I've read interviews with Mercer where he said that he used to barf before concerts because he was so incredibly nervous and shy. He seemed so much happier and more comfortable this time, making the concert more fun to watch. There's no better concert than a good band having a good time.<br /><br />As a part of a two-night stint (sold out each night at $35 a head. Add that revenue up...), the Shins will be back on stage tonight. But I'm wondering what they're going to play. Yes, they have three flawless albums (I would not call many bands' discographies flawless, and they did some covers (Beach Boys and Neil Young woot woot), but they played nearly all their hits. Maybe I'm underestimating the number of hits the band has, but going off of the blockbuster singles, last night they played "New Slang" (thank goodness. Most beautiful song I know.), "Australia," "Sleeping Lessons," "Phantom Limb," "Caring is Creepy," and on... After some thought, the only single I can find that they skipped over was "Kissing the Lipless." But maybe I'm not giving this band enough credit.<br /><br />One more point in this scattered review: I have never seen a more excited audience before. Even in a packed stadium to see Counting Crows and Maroon 5, the fans weren't near as excited to see their favorite sell-outs than they were for this small indie band that does very little to promote itself. The pre-show energy was tangible, and the audience was enthralled when the band began. When they disappeared for the illusion of an encore, they didn't do a measily clap then give up. I counted at least 10 consecutive slow claps before I lost count, among other chants as well.<br /><br />The Shins played a few new songs, all of which were upbeat and promising, but the band has made no clear promises of a release. Early 2010 is being thrown around, but with half of the band rookies, ambiguity is amok.<br /><br />The Shins have done very little to make themselves as big as they are (besides snatching the luckiest draw of the indie music world when they got into the "Garden State" soundtrack to launch their career), but there's no going back now. They just might be the biggest indie rock band today (yes, that's counting you Decemberists, Death Cab for Cutie, and Vampire Weekend), but 50 years from now will prove the same. The Shins' music isn't going away any time soon. Here's for hoping they treat their hometown with some more love in the near future.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/-_PJ3uD4neg" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com2http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/05/shins-crystal-ballroom-may-6-2009.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-64635234015497918402009-04-16T22:54:00.000-07:002009-04-16T23:04:07.010-07:00Fleet Foxes at the Crystal Ballroom 4/12/09<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Segbpirm75I/AAAAAAAAAEA/gEbHe3cH7QU/s1600-h/DSCN4562.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/Segbpirm75I/AAAAAAAAAEA/gEbHe3cH7QU/s200/DSCN4562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536959863910290" /></a><br />Not many secular bands have the guts to play a concert on Easter Sunday since many fans would rather be spending the holiday at home with their families or celebrating the holy day by going to church. But then again, most secular bands don’t evoke a spiritual experience with the music they create.<br /><br />Fleet Foxes, however, played a packed show Sunday night, filling the Crystal Ballroom with their heavenly harmonies, and the audience was entranced by the performance.<br /><br />The band claimed that it has played in Portland “twice as much” as its native Seattle, and considering this is the fourth performance in Oregon in the last year, that could very well be true. This concert was not simply a repeat of past shows, though, as the unique Easter experience proved. <br /><br />The highlight of the night was the debut of three new songs. This Portland show marked the start of a brief west coast tour, Fleet Foxes’ first major tour in a few months, so this was the very first time that they played the new songs in front of a real audience.<br /><br />The band seemed apprehensive of this first performance. Before launching into the first new song, main songwriter and frontman Robin Pecknold said, “It’s not quite done and I don’t know the structure of it yet. Or the lyrics.”<br /><br />After such a humble introduction, Fleet Foxes unleashed a beautiful but simple song with Pecknold picking a 12-string guitar, never once forgetting the lyrics and with a seemingly perfect structure.<br /><br />The two other new songs, scattered with well-known older songs throughout the evening, displayed a variety that incorporated old themes from the first album while branching out into new directions. Both songs were more upbeat than many of the past songs, one with a resounding synthesizer behind the usual acoustic guitar melodies, the other a fast-paced song characterized by Pecknold’s frequent use of falsetto vocals.<br /><br />“Any constructive feedback would be good,” Pecknold said to an awestruck audience, who seemed incapable of dishing any feedback besides enthusiastic applause. “I’ve never felt so vulnerable in my life until this moment,” he continued on, not noticing the crowd’s positive ovation.<br /><br />However, drummer Josh Tillman was quick to see that he was the one truly in control of Pecknold’s vulnerability, positioned directly behind the lead singer. “You’re really the most vulnerable to me,” Tillman said, cutting himself off before he launched into the details of the power he has over Pecknold sitting in that position. <br /><br />Having only officially released one full-length album and an EP, all within the last year, the young band is in the trying, perhaps vulnerable, phase leading up to its sophomore release. They released “Fleet Foxes,” the sole full-length, less than a year ago to huge critical acclaim. <br /><br />The album topped many prestigious best-of-the-year lists and even scored 9 out of 10 for the notoriously hard-to-please music criticism Internet publication Pitchfork Media. <br /><br />Their recent performance exhibited their steady footing despite this time of transition as they easily moved between new songs to the older “classics,” which of course are in themselves less than a year old yet already classics in the indie music realm.<br /><br />At the Crystal Ballroom performance, few fans sung along to the music, maybe because Fleet Foxes’ lyrics can be complex and hard to understand on the first few listens. Or maybe it was out of reverence and awe of the vocal performance they were witnessing.<br /><br />Often labeled indie folk or baroque pop, Fleet Foxes truly defies genres with their catchy melodies. Influences like Neil Young, Bob Dylan, the Beach Boys and Crosby, Stills and Nash are prevalent in their music, yet not a single song sounds like an attempt to replicate these models. <br /><br />Fleet Foxes has undeniably been the subject of constant buzz in the last year, but their past releases, performances and future promise prove that these five young, long-haired guys in flannel shirts have the talent to back up every positive review, compliment and resounding ovation.<br /><br />Their whimsical melodies, whether on the album or blasting out of the speakers at the Crystal Ballroom, transport the listener to a grassy meadow or wooded forest where this peaceful, melodious music seems more at home. Even as the music carries outside of the concert venue onto busy Burnside Street, the vocal harmonies evoke a scene either of a tranquil stream in the mountains or a heavenly chorus descending into downtown Portland, making this Easter day performance worthwhile.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/KBb-rUv4yiU" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/04/fleet-foxes-at-crystal-ballroom-41209.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-58420041820816288142009-01-09T22:11:00.000-08:002009-04-19T16:20:26.539-07:00Best Albums of 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SWhA84d7N3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/amfpL9aC-1k/s1600-h/DSCN4195.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPOyvHUpIFM/SWhA84d7N3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/amfpL9aC-1k/s200/DSCN4195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289549177040877426" /></a><br />I can't resist compiling an end-of-year music list, so here it goes. I've included only albums that I've accumulated over the year, so this is an even 20 here. Reiteration: This is only albums I have. I know I'm excluding plenty, but I'm a college student that makes little money and has a conscience to download in only special situations. (I'm excluding three I DO have--Girl Talk, Greg Laswell, and Weezer--because I didn't give their albums a decent chance for various reasons.) 2008 was a great year musically, and I'm excited to see what 2009 brings. Drumroll....<br /><br />1. Fleet Foxes – Fleet Foxes<br />It’s almost unfair to include this album in an ordinary end-of-year list. Normally I would incorporate only earthly music, but this year Fleet Foxes (pictured above at MusicFest NW) is forcing me to change that rule. These guys claim they're from Seattle, but I think they’re actually angels descended from heaven. That’s the only way I can explain this. Rhetoric aside (as difficult as that is in describing this band), these five long-haired guys would have been untouchable stars in the golden rock/folk of the 1960s, but unfortunately they were born about three decades too late. Their harmonies can be compared to Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young or the Beach Boys, and their melodies to countless other legendary songwriters, but nothing truly sums it up. The five voices blend together into one angelic chorus, and the instrumentation is gloriously simple yet perfect. This review may seem exaggerated, but I am thoroughly confident that several decades from now, when pop music returns to quality, Fleet Foxes willl be glorified.<br /><br />2. Vampire Weekend – Vampire Weekend<br />Another new band in the top two. This one is incredibly new, with its four members barely graduated from Columbia University. They’ve constructed unique melodies with an even more unique style of music. There is truly no genre to describe them, influenced by both African popular music and Western classical music, in a style they’ve dubbed “Upper West Side Soweto.” They also pair together lyrics that only Ivy League guys could—throwing around such terms as oxford comma and kwassa kwassa. These guys put together a short but great album that will remembered for a long time. I just hope that the album won’t outlive the band by too much. They’ve been touring nearly non-stop, and they rose to fame almost instantaneously, which is never a good sign to me.<br /><br />3. The Hold Steady – Stay Positive<br />I don’t think the genre “literary rock” existed before these guys entered the scene a few years ago, but there’s not a better term to describe them. "Stay Positive" is easily their best effort yet, and that’s a considerable statement. There’s no reason for me to go on proving that claim, though. Just listen to the title track, where they do what they do best—refer to themselves and their past albums as well as the recurring characters that their songs follow and thanking their fans (I mean the unified scene): “It’s one thing to start it with a positive jam and it’s another to see it all through. We couldn’t have even done this if it weren’t for you.” Mostly these guys just have a good time, and that’s more than evident in their live performances. I saw them live twice this year, and the cheap beer was flowing on stage (except for the keyboardist Franz—I believe he’s my favorite band keyboardist and likely the best that I know of, Ben Folds excluded of course—who managed his own personal bottle of red wine) with a full-sized ice chest labeled The Hold Steady. Hardly anyone makes good ol’ rock and roll anymore, but the Hold Steady are more than playing their part. Here’s to many more constructive summers.<br /><br />4. Conor Oberst – Conor Oberst<br />This is probably higher up if it were my list of my “favorite” albums of the year. Granted, I’m obsessed with Conor Oberst and there’s not a whole lot that he’s released (and he’s released hundreds if not thousands of songs at his ripe age of 28, but this is a great album. Conor is a brilliant lyricist, by far the best of our generation I think. I honestly think people may read his songs as poems in literature textbooks decades from now. His first real album under his own name (he also had one when he was 11) because his usual collaborator Mike Mogis was absent on it, this is by far his most mature release. He sticks to great songwriting, and he’s landed on what he does best—folksy alt-country. I am inexplicably excited for whatever he comes up with next, whether it be under the name Bright Eyes, Conor Oberst, or the Faint (funny enough he was an original member of this dance-rock band), if this process of maturation to virtuoso continues.<br /><br />5. Coldplay – Viva La Vida Or Death And All His Friends<br />To prove to everyone that I do listen to some music released on a major label. In all seriousness, this is a great album. I downloaded “Violet Hill” from Coldplay’s website back in February or something, and I listened to it several times a day for a few months. I’ve never been a huge Coldplay fan. I like them because they, Dave Matthews Band, and John Mayer are the only good rock artists that can be heard on top-40 radio, but they’ve never been all that great to me. This album is quite good though. Very produced of course (but by Brian Eno so no complaints), and sometimes dragging on, but “Violet Hill” is enough to make it all good. And “Life In Technicolor” is brilliant as well. Unfortunately the stupid “Lost?/!” songs are awful in my opinion. But overall and exquisite album coming from the mainstream. That excites me.<br /><br />6. Sigur Ros - Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust<br />In the past Sigur Ros has been my official “I need to concentrate on something” music, but this album is so great that it’s hard to concentrate on anything else while listening to it, even though the lyrics are in Icelandic. The band that likes to run around naked on their album cover actually included some songs that could be danced to, which is a deviation from the past. But rest assured, nine-minute songs with long titles made out of unfamiliar characters are still there. These guys are weird, there’s no getting past that, but they make exquisite music if you give them a chance.<br /><br />7. Death Cab for Cutie – Narrow Stairs<br />I do wish that Chris Walla could do more in Death Cab (see below), but I'll suffice with this album. Another band that's doing well on the continuum of maturity. This is a great step from "Plans," and I look forward to seeing what my favorite Washingtonian emo band does next.<br /><br />8. Ben Folds – Way to Normal<br />The modern piano man is comfortable in his stride in this album. I’m not sure it lives up to “Rockin’ the Suburbs,” but Ben Folds combines his gift of melody with his love of satire and goofiness in this album. He’s definitely having fun, which means we are too.<br /><br />9. R.E.M. – Accelerate<br />I thought this album was good at first, but it's just old. And not old in a good way like "Orange Crush" or "Man On The Moon." It's just repetitive and kind of dull from one of the best current rock bands. I expected better from them. Kudos for the political references, but I'm hoping this band isn't past their peak, despite evidence to the contrary.<br /><br />10. Ryan Adams and the Cardinals – Cardinology<br />As soon as I heard the first fingerpicking notes of this album on the first track “Born Into A Light,” I was captivated. One of my key musical loves of 2008 has been Ryan Adams, so I was excited when I heard that he was releasing another album. It is slightly disappointing, though. Supposedly the guy has tried to clean himself up (lots of drug and alcohol problems), and he has this new philosophy of giving his supporting band credits too. The first track is excellent, and the next few are all pretty good as well. Toward the end of the album things start to drag. I’m still blindly in love with Ryan, though, so my bias rings out. But it remains that very few people make quality country music anymore.<br /><br />11. She & Him – Volume One<br />Paste magazine named this album as the best of the year, and I still haven’t forgiven them for it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m enamored with M. Ward. I would place him very high in the list of the best guitarists of my generation (ignoring the fact that he’s probably ten years older than me), and he’s a decent songwriter. And Zooey Deschanel has committed no sin either. From being a minor actress, then deciding to dapple in songwriting and singing, she has achieved a feat. Her voice is alright, but her songwriting is impressing for an actress. M. and Zooey have created an album of new standards (as well as covers of old ones—a failing part of the album) that you don’t hear much of these days. It just gets a little sleepy. I’m very excited to see what else this pair can put together though.<br /><br />12. The Faint – Fasciinatiion<br />The Faint did it all on this album—literally. They wrote all the songs, produced them, recorded them, album artwork, the whole shebang. This band is such a minute genre and so unique, which sometimes plays for their side and sometimes not. This is a good album start to finish, with well-written songs executed well. Songwriter and frontman Todd Fink says what he wants to say without skipping over important issues like religion and political activism while also leaving room for his extreme quirkiness, as he showed up at their Portland show in August wearing a long white lab coat and lab goggles. Kudos to him because in the balmy Crystal Ballroom he only lifted the goggles from his eyes for a minute at the encore. He’s got stamina, but what do you expect from someone who’s forever growing centipedes.<br /><br />13. My Morning Jacket – Evil Urges<br />It’s hard to categorize this album and therefore hard to place it on a list. It’s close to an hour long and dabbles in genres from folk to electronica to heavy rock to country, flipping between any combination of those within a minute or two. Naturally because they go all over the place like that, My Morning Jacket hits and misses. I personally would recommend to them that they stick to the alt-country folk that they do best, letting their Southern rock roots show through. That’s an area that could be uniquely theirs in today’s music scene, but I have a feeling that what they love about music is the ability to do anything and everything, and if that’s the case, I hope they keep doing what they love.<br /><br />14. Jenny Lewis – Acid Tongue<br />Disappointment of the year. Jenny is so incredibly talented, but she screwed up here. Mainly she’s screwed her life up. I’ve seen her live three times (as part of Ben Gibbard’s solo tour, Rilo Kiley, and solo opening for Conor Oberst this fall), and she has looked much worse each time. I think this lady has herself very deep in the world of drugs, and I can tell from her show and from some of this album. I hope she cleans herself up and starts making more music like “Rabbit Fur Coat” again.<br /><br />15. Chris Walla – Field Manual<br />I’ve wished for a while that Death Cab would let Chris Walla (guitarist, producer) play a bigger role. Granted the band started as a fancy name for a Ben Gibbard solo project, Chris has shown himself perfectly able of songwriting and singing, at the very least providing a little backup vocals, which Death Cab uses very seldomly. So needless to say I was stoked to find out he was putting out a solo album and went to the record store to buy it the day it came out last winter. It’s not perfect of course, but it’s a good start for someone who’s never had chance to stretch his wings. And the video for “Sing Again” alone makes this album jump a few slots—he’s a Portlander, and he incorporates some 15 or so Northwestern indie musicians and/or their families in the video. Several Decemberists (including Colin Meloy’s toddler), Tegan and Sara, and potentially one of Jeff Tweedy’s (Wilco) kids. Yay for the best indie rock region.<br /><br />16. The Weepies – Hideaway<br />The Weepies are consistently a good bet for some relaxing, feel-good music. The problem is that this album isn’t a whole lot more than that. It’s good in parts, but it gets quite repetitive after about 20 minutes, and considering it stretches for 50 minutes, it’s a little tiring. Nonetheless the Weepies have fabricated some classic folksy mellow music that is refreshingly simple in the world of complicated indie music.<br /><br />17. Brett Dennen – Hope for the Hopeless<br />Brett Dennen is certainly no musical genius, but I really like the guy. His songs are nothing great, but the lyrics are something different. Not to say that he is any Conor Oberst, but he is different in this sense: He knows how to sing about something besides the woes of love. He’s very active in his community and helps with a ton of community service, and he sings lyrics like, “They will lock you up in prison, but they won't call it slavery.There are stolen children raised and trained in armies. It's enough to make you go crazy.” He sings about important stuff and actually acts on it. That deserves a lot of praise in our culture.<br /><br />18. Jack Johnson – Sleep Through the Static<br />Nothing spectacular here, but noteworthy. I think I like some of his older albums better simply because they age well and are classic summer music, but this is probably better musically. More interesting lyrics, but my play count says I haven’t listened to it since May and that shows that it’s quite forgettable.<br /><br />19. Matt Costa – Unfamiliar Faces<br />I was excited to hear that this album was coming out, but I remember vividly that the first time I listened to it I only got about four songs in before I was about ready to barf. I had a lot on my mind at the time, and I remember thinking that life isn’t as cheery as this album is. I like some of Matt’s old stuff, but this doesn’t hold my attention much.<br /><br />20. Oasis – Dig Out Your Soul<br />One of Britain’s most-loved (aka overly loved Brit-pop) bands struck gold with “What’s the Story (Morning Glory)?” Thirteen years ago they wrote a few songs that were good enough to disguise Liam Gallagher’s nasally voice, but they’ve fallen very short on this one.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/I634k8UwIoY" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-albums-of-2008.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-78940068004932210402008-12-07T20:38:00.000-08:002008-12-07T20:40:53.976-08:00David BazanSorry, November, I failed. Life happened.<br /><br />Currently very impressed with David Bazan (here under the name of Pedro the Lion). Brilliant words:<br /><br />You were too busy steering the conversation toward the Lord<br />To hear the voice of the Spirit begging you to shut the fuck up<br />You thought it must be the devil trying to make you go astray<br />And besides, it could not have been the Lord<br />Because you don't believe He talks that way<br /><br />("Foregone Conclusions")<br /><br />I love how incredibly honest he is. It's very rare.<br /><br />But I can't say it like I sing it<br />And I can't sing it like I think it<br />And I can't think it like I feel it<br />And I don't feel a thing<br />Oh, no, I don't feel it<br /><br />Who shall I blame<br />For this sweet and heavy trouble?<br />For every stupid struggle<br />I don't know<br />I could buy you a drink<br />I could tell you all about it<br />I could tell you why I doubt it<br />And why I still believe it<br />And why I need it<br />And what the Pharisees don't see<br />We'd have more drinks<br />We would speak of so many things<br />But I don't know you<br />And you don't know me<br /><br />("The Fleecing")<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/MpBXIQm2CL0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2008/12/david-bazan.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-49856661600017585152008-11-17T23:03:00.000-08:002008-11-17T23:13:43.894-08:00Hippie Van Dreams<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/47/152639332_affd26e17a.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/47/152639332_affd26e17a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />It'll cost about a thousand dollars. Maybe less. The seats will be ripped, exposing discolored foam. It won't have a fourth gear. At times it may need to be pushed to make it up hills. But it will be perfect.<br /><br />I'll buy a VW van and start driving. I'll have to suspend other commitments because there's no way of knowing where the road will lead. I'll bring an atlas and hopefully a good friend. We'll have some cash to stop at the local diners, but we won't live luxuriously. <br /><br />I'll try to hit up the national parks, but I'll also need to go to the cities. Basically I'll just drive everywhere. I'll drive where the road leads, and when the road isn't clear, I'll forge ahead. <br /><br />The freedom will be bliss. I'll avoid the more constraining world. I'll avoid bad relationships. I won't miss faulty paths. I'll just follow the road.<br /><br />The experience will guide me where to go next. I'll write a book about the roads I take and the roads that take me. <br /><br />I'll drive.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/2R6OuKwYe04" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2008/11/hippie-van-dreams.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-91233864916611904222008-11-16T23:01:00.001-08:002008-11-16T23:01:42.482-08:00PshNow "Psh" is the word for tonight. Way too much emotion right now.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/0XSRMmDATro" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2008/11/psh.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-1196971250634769342008-11-16T22:57:00.001-08:002008-11-16T23:01:00.439-08:00YesterdaysI thought of this last night in bed when I was counting down the hours I had to sleep--at about 6 more potential hours at that point--and I wished I would have written these words:<br /><br />"No post tonight."<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/K3h0RbVL6mY" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterdays.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14044680.post-45313017690297894952008-11-14T23:54:00.000-08:002008-11-15T00:01:38.911-08:00ServedTonight I went out with Nightstrike--a homeless ministry downtown. This was different than anything like this that I have done before. It's not just about feeding people then leaving. It's about serving all of the needs that they need, and more than anything, the need for conversation, a companion, and God's love. <br /><br />We didn't know what to do at first. 300 Christians walked together to under the Burnside Bridge where about 200-300 homeless people were congregated. We set up camp with tables of food, areas to dine, hot drinks, a place to get your hair cut, feet washing, Bible handing out if they wanted, giving out clothes, etc. <br /><br />I didn't know what to do with myself in particular though. I was supposed to be a "hostess," that is making these people feel like our guests. This basically meant hanging out with them.<br /><br />Eventually I met this man named Irving that was literally just waiting for someone to talk to him. He's not homeless, but living in very difficult financial situations, and comes down there almost every Friday (that's when this is held) just to talk to people.<br /><br />We talked to Irving for about two hours about everything--sports, politics, drugs, God, family, finances.<br /><br />I also talked to a guy named "Sarge" ("but my given name's James"). He just wanted to tell me all of these stories about his kids, especially the youngest, 11-year-old Anna. He had such a deep love for them. <br /><br />What I noticed the most about these people is that they had come down there to seek God that night. THEY both brought up God within the first five minutes. It was nothing that I did. They were seeking and wanted to talk about it.<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/iQFsn/~4/PTQjpXKfZM4" height="1" width="1" alt=""/>Laceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183521964803939834noreply@blogger.com0http://lacetheface.blogspot.com/2008/11/served.html